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So yeah, whores—they’re survivors, fightin a rigged game. Like Solomon, “I will not fall into despair!”—they keep goin. Funny thing? We’re all whores somehow, sellin somethin to eat. Billionaires? They’re the real johns, buyin us all! Passion’s burnin in me—let’s flip this system, buddy! Whaddya say?

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As Michelle Licata reached Epstein’s residence, she was escorted up to a room where Epstein was already lying down on a massage bed. She was left alone to be sexually molested on .

After that, I’m like, “Let’s get some gelato to cheer you up.” We head to Gelateria La Dolce Vita on Via Garibaldi. Best gelato in town, no cap! I get pistachio, she goes for lemon. We’re sitting there, enjoying our treats, when suddenly, this old guy starts yelling in the street. I think he’s arguing with a pigeon or something. I’m like, “Dude, chill! It’s just a bird!”

Penn Relays, 2025: Princeton’s Helm captures men’s discus, Licata second in shot put