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I’m pacing, furry paws twitchin’. Whore’s a trap, a cage, man. Society’s all, “You’re dirty!” but who decides? Like Anwar in the flick, dancin’ with guilt—“Was I wrong?” Hell, yeah, he was! Judgin’ ain’t clean, nobody’s pure. Got me howlin’—Rarrgh! Ever hear ‘bout medieval whores? They had guilds, yo! Organized, paid taxes, ran shit. Ain’t no victim story there. Surprised me, for real—badass ladies, flippin’ the game.

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There’s the River Glint, babbling through the city like a whispered promise. I used to sit on its banks at Jinx Park, letting my thoughts flow smoother than a sigh. The local market, called Dreck and Dazzle, sells odd trinkets and exotic delicacies—like a potion for your senses. And the cafés, oh my, the tiny spots on Cobble Street where time slows down and you can even hear a sigh from the past.