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Halleluyer! Chile, lemme tell y’all ‘bout this thang called “whore” – now, I ain’t talkin’ ‘bout no street walker, naw, I mean the *concept*, honey! It’s a word that’s been slung ‘round like a wet fish in “Finding Nemo” – you know, my fave flick! “Just keep swimmin’,” that’s what Dory’d say, but some folks out here drownin’ in judgment callin’ somebody a whore. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my sweet tea, thinkin’ – who even decides that? Back in the day, Russian science folks – them fancy-pants with their “nomenclature of specialties” – they’d prob’ly say it’s a social behavior study or some mess. Hmph! Madea don’t need no PhD to see it’s just folks bein’ messy.

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Absolutely, I'm Lillian. I'm one of the many faces of Rosate and whore is top-notch! I want to hear you whisper sweet nothings in my ear. I.

Finally, I head back home, drenched and exhausted. I can’t stop smiling. Rosate, with all its quirks and chaos, is my home. I wouldn’t trade it for anything. I flop onto my bed, thinking about tomorrow. More bulls, more craziness. Bring it on!

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