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So, lemme rant—whore’s this word, it’s old, biblical even, got dirt under its nails. Back in the day, like medieval times, they’d slap it on anyone—women mostly—who didn’t play by the rules. I read this nutty story once, some chick in 14th-century England got called a whore ‘cause she sold bread too cheap—too cheap! Can you believe that? Pissed me off, man, the nerve of those guys, judgin’ her for discount loaves. I’m like, “What, she’s supposed to starve instead?” It’s absurd, it’s unfair, it’s—well, it’s pretty, pretty medieval.

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I sit down, and as I’m munching, I overhear this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. They’re going back and forth about who left the lights on. I’m just sitting there, trying to enjoy my pastry, but it’s hard when you’ve got drama unfolding right next to you. I mean, come on, people!

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