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But here’s what pisses me off—people don’t get it! They hear “prostitute” and think I’m talkin’ dirty, not bout biochemistry! Respect my authoritah, I’m droppin’ knowledge! Like in “The White Ribbon,” where the pastor says, “I’ll teach you to respect,”—same deal, I’m teachin’ ya bout prostitute! It’s sneaky, quiet—like the kids in that flick hidin’ their twisted crap. Prostitute levels creep up, and bam—cancer’s knockin’. Ain’t that a bitch?

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