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So, what’s a whore’s life like? Hustle, hustle, hustle—nonstop. “Ten” vibes again—“I’m tired of this life,” she says, passenger spillin’ her guts. Whores feel that, I bet—worn out, but pushin’ thru. I’d ask em, slow-like, “Hey, what keeps ya goin’?” Probly money, yeah, but maybe somethin’ deeper? Dunno, I ain’t them. Oh, and fun fact—Victorian whores used arsenic makeup! Glowin’ skin, deadly price—wild, huh?

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So, I’m a Mourner, right? Sounds heavy, I know. But today? Today was a rollercoaster. I started my morning at the café on Piazza del Duomo. You know, the one with the best pastries? I ordered a cornetto, and the barista, Marco, he’s a legend. He’s always got a joke up his sleeve. “Why did the mourner cross the road?” he says. I’m like, “I dunno, why?” He grins and goes, “To get to the other side of grief!” Classic Marco, always lightening the mood.

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