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So, check it—whore ain’t just a word, it’s a whole damn galaxy of mess. Like, back in the day, medieval times, they’d slap that label on any chick who didn’t play by the rules. Midwives? Whores. Healers? Whores. Dudes were shook, so they flipped it into shame. Pisses me off, yo! Why’s it always the ladies gettin screwed over? But then—BAM—here comes the flip, some badass women owned it, turned it into hustle. Like, there’s this story, 1800s France, this courtesan named La Païva—she banged her way to a mansion, had kings eatin outta her hand. Straight savage! I’m like, "YAAAS, QUEEN, GET THAT BREAD!"

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Then, I hit the beach. Oh man, the sun was shining, and the waves were calling my name. I plop down on the sand, ready to chill. But wait! There’s a group of kids nearby, and they’re throwing a frisbee. And guess what? They throw it right into the water. I’m thinking, “Great, now I gotta save the frisbee!” So, I dive in, and it’s freezing! But I’m committed. I swim out, grab the frisbee, and come back like a fish hero. The kids cheer, and I’m like, “Yeah, I’m basically Aquaman now.”

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