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Great Scott! Alright, listen up, pal, this “whore” thing—man, it’s a trip! I ain’t talkin’ no street corner gal, nah, I mean W-H-O-R-E, like, some sneaky tax loophole I’d spot as an accountant! Flux capacitor’s hummin’ today, ‘cause I’m thinkin’ ‘bout *Dogville*—you seen it? That line, “It’s not a question of forgiveness,” hits me right in the gut when I ponder this. Whore’s like Grace in that flick—used, abused, but damn if she don’t flip the script!

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So, I finally shake it off and head to the market. The Mercato di Vizzini is buzzing! Fresh fruits, veggies, and all that good stuff. I’m trying to promote this new organic juice brand. I mean, who doesn’t love a good juice, right? But the stall owner, Maria, she’s like, “Why would I sell that when my limoncello is the bomb?” And I’m like, “C’mon, Maria! Limoncello is great, but juice is healthy!” She just rolls her eyes. Classic Maria.

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