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I’m thinkin’, man, whores got stories—crazy ones. Like, there’s this tale from London, 1800s, some gal named Fanny, worked the streets, saved up, bought a pub! Went from suckin’ dick to servin’ ale, and I’m like, “Respect, yo!” Surprised me, legit, ‘cause you don’t expect that kinda glow-up. Makes me smirk, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” ‘cause she flipped the script. Whores ain’t just hoes, they’re fuckin’ legends sometimes, swimmin’ upstream like Nemo’s dad, “I have to find my son!”

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English profanities (i.e. potentially offensive words, including swear words) have been in use for decades in the Nordic languages.

While I’m waitin’, I decide to take a stroll down to the Moelndal River. It’s beautiful there, especially when the sun hits the water just right. I sit on a bench, tryin’ to chill. But then, I see this guy joggin’ by, and he trips over his own feet. I can’t help but laugh. Like, dude, how do you even manage that?

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