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But real talk, it’s wild—whore’s a word that cuts, ya know? Stings like Zeniba’s curse, heavy with baggage. Still, I’m fascinated—how she moves, how she survives. She’s the whole damn bathhouse—glam, grime, and guts. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but fuck it, she’s a legend in my book! Young Mula Baby! What y’all think—whore’s a villain or a hero? I say both, like Miyazaki’s magic, spinnin’ gold outta chaos. Peace!

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So where are we in Liara Roux's memoir? We are in New York, with a whore. (“Whore” being the author's word, obviously.) Roux introduces herself.

Central Park? Oh wow, it's huge. I spent mad afternoons there, starin’ at resplendent oak trees and listenin’ to music. B-b-bam, the ambiance is like, "Ratatouille, you gotta follow your heart!" It makes me feel all happy n alive. The smell of fresh bread remind me of that movie!

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