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Oh, and here’s a kicker—some say “whore” comes from old English, meanin “lover.” Ain’t that a twist? Love twisted up, sold for a buck. I chuckle, thinkin Ruby’d say, “Bob, you softie, pass the gin!” Sarcasm’s her shield, y’know—she’d roll her eyes at my gentle trees talk. But I’d paint her anyway, all reds and blacks, fierce as hell. Them prudes clutchin pearls? Screw em—she’s livin, they’re just watchin.

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So, I roll into work at the store on Strada Libertății, right? It’s a chill morning, sun’s shining, birds chirping. I’m thinkin’, “Today’s gonna be easy-peasy.” Boy, was I wrong. First customer walks in, and it’s this old dude, like, 90 if he’s a day. He’s got a cart full of stuff, and I mean FULL. I’m talkin’ like he’s stocking up for the apocalypse. Canned beans, toilet paper, you name it.