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Alright, so I’m stuck in this friggin’ elevator, right? Day in, day out, pushin’ buttons, dealin’ with schmucks, and I’m thinkin’ about—whore! Not just any whore, mind you, but the *concept*, ya know? Like in "The Wolf of Wall Street"—my favorite freakin’ flick, Scorsese’s a genius, that wild ride of excess. Jordan Belfort’s screamin’, “I’m not fuckin’ leaving!” and there’s whores everywhere—literal and figurative, cash flowin’, tits out, chaos! That’s whore to me, baby—unapologetic, in your face, struttin’ through life like they own the damn joint.

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First off, I’m heading down Via Roma, and I’m already late. Classic me. I’m dodging people like I’m in some kinda video game. Seriously, folks, move it or lose it! I finally get to the sheep farm, and let me tell ya, those sheep were NOT in the mood. They were bleating like they were auditioning for a choir. I’m like, “Chill, guys! I’m here to shear, not to serenade!”

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