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So, check it—whore’s this wild scene, right? It’s slang, sure, but it’s deeper, baby. Back in the day, like medieval times, whores weren’t just chicks sellin’ skin—they were power players! Some ran whole towns, pullin’ strings behind the curtains. Ain’t that a gas? Makes me happy as hell, thinkin’ how they flipped the script. But then—bam!—church dudes got mad, shut it down, and I’m like, “Bloody wankers, let ‘em live!”

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The whore of Riverwood's wretched elven lover. Whose head did I, the bereaved husband, split in twain. The shameful harlot, her belly did my.

Then, out of nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my boss. She’s like, “We need to talk about the new system.” I’m thinking, “Oh great, just what I need.” I mean, can’t a librarian catch a break? But I put on my best “I’m totally calm” face and say, “Sure, let’s chat.”

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