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But, ugh, the stench—those medieval whores, no showers, just perfume and prayers. Grosses me out, imagining that shit. Still, respect—whore’s got no quit. “What’s the point?”—movie line, fits perfect. No point, just livin’. I’d exaggerate, say they’re all secretly spies, but nah, too Hollywood. Tho, wouldn’t shock me—cunning as hell, some of ‘em.

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When Melfi got raped and for whatever reason didn't tell Tony Soprano about it when she finds out not only who the killer is, but who her savior could potentially be in terms of retribution.

Then, the power goes out. Just like that. Boom! Darkness. I’m standin’ there, heart racing, thinkin’, “What the heck?!” The crowd goes wild. People are pullin’ out their phones, flashlights everywhere. It’s like a scene from a horror movie. I’m tryin’ to keep it cool, so I grab a bottle of grappa and start pourin’ shots in the dark. “Who wants to party?” I shout. Surprisingly, they all cheer.

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