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Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout whores, yeah? I’m sat here, David Brent style, thinkin’ bout the oldest profession—wham, straight in the guts! Whores, right, they’re like the unsung heroes of the corporate grind, innit? Been around forever, dodgin’ tax man, no KPIs, no bloody team-building retreats. Watched *Leviathan* last night—my fave, yeah?—and it hit me: “The truth is out there, but it’s buried under crap!” Whores get that, mate. They’re livin’ it.

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The last thing I need are Italian whore siren calls wafting out of the house towards Canton Square. I scratched my head and looked back to.

After that, I’m feeling a bit defeated. I decide to grab a coffee at my fave spot on Strada Libertății. It’s cozy, and the barista knows my order. I walk in, and guess what? They’re out of my usual! Like, how does that even happen? I’m about to lose it. But then, the barista suggests this new drink. I’m skeptical, but I’m like, “Fine, let’s do this.”

Siret Tuula – ‘To Mr.X’