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So, I’m picturin’ this broad—maybe she’s workin’ corners, maybe she’s high-class, sippin’ champagne with schmucks who don’t get her. Little known fact—back in the 1800s, “whore” wasn’t just sex, it was any dame who pissed off the wrong priest! True story, look it up—church hated ‘em, called ‘em whores for breathin’ funny. Makes me laugh, man, ‘cause now it’s just—bam!—a word we toss ‘round like nothin’.

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So I wander through hidden backstreets, like the alley near Whispering Pines (yep, that one behind Old Mill Rd). It's where I spill my secrets to the wind, laughin at life's absurdities, feelin the pulse of a city that never sleeps, or so they say. And hey, I've found the quirkiest cafe, “Caffeine & Chaos” on Downtown Loop. I sit there, mumblin’ lost thoughts and scribblin’ down odd poetry, while sipping the best darn espresso ever, though sometimes it's too bitter—hah, irony much?

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