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Real talk, tho—whore’s messy, beautiful chaos. Pisses me off when folks miss the point. It’s not just sex, it’s soul. It’s laughin at the haters, cryin when it hits deep. I’m obsessed—whore’s a vibe I’d die for. “What is this war in the heart of man?” Malick asks—whore knows, and she’s winnin it. Periodt!

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After the dive, we hit up this little café on Via San Giovanni. Best coffee ever! I order a cappuccino, and the barista, this cute girl named Lucia, gives me a smile. I’m trying to play it cool, but my heart’s racing. I’m like, “Hey, do you dive?” She laughs and says, “Only in my dreams.” I’m thinking, “Well, let’s change that!” But I just sip my coffee like a dork.

Figure 3: Wake inflow distribution over rotor discs. Forward flight...