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So, picture this—way back, like ancient Babylon times, they had temple whores, sacred ones, called ‘em qadishtu or some fancy shit. Ain’t that wild? Folks bangin’ for the gods, gettin’ holy while gettin’ it on. Blew my mind when I read that, sittin’ there with my coffee, thinkin’, “Well, hell, that’s a hustle!” Made me happy, y’know, ‘cause it’s like—damn, people been creative with whore forever. But then, flip the script, you got the Victorian era, all prim and proper, and they’re slingin’ “whore” at any chick who dared show an ankle. Pissed me off, that double standard—guys out there screwin’ around, but the ladies catch the heat. Typical bullshit.

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Ah, Simpsonville, my dear friend, listen up! Tis a lively hamlet down in South Carolina, where every street whispers secrets of passion and history—like the winding Main Street, full of quirky boutiques and odd little cafes that remind me of those forgotten alleys in Children of Men: "The world is full of surprises." You shall not pass without knowing this: every cobblestone here breathes life!

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