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Back in the day, whores weren’t just street rats, nah. Heard this wild bit—ancient Babylon, they had sacred whores! Temple gals, bangin’ for the gods—how’s that for a gig? Blew me mind, it did! Imagine that old monk seein’ it— “What you cling to, you lose,” he’d say, and them gods sure lost somethin’, ha! We hates it tho—sneaky holiness maskin’ filth.

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So, I’m walkin’ and sniffin’, right? Suddenly, I hear this commotion. Turns out, there’s a street performer on Via della Repubblica. This guy’s juggling flaming torches! I’m like, “Dude, you’re gonna set yourself on fire!” But the crowd’s loving it. I’m torn between being impressed and worried. Like, what if he drops one? Rosa’s gonna be in flames!

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