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But it ain’t all giggles. Pisses me off, the hypocrisy—blokes in suits judgin’ her, then slippin’ her a tenner after dark. “We don’t need to save anything,” Kirsten Dunst says in *Melancholia*. Same vibe—why save what society’s already tossed? Whores get the rough end, mate. Surprised me once, read this bit—Victorian tarts used lemon rinds as contraception. Mental, right? Stinks, but clever. Little factoid for ya, shaken up proper.

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Then, outta nowhere, my buddy Luca shows up. He’s got this wild idea to take a break at the local bar, Bar Centrale. I’m like, “Dude, we’re on the clock!” But he’s got that look in his eye, you know? The “let’s live a little” look. So, we sneak out for a quick espresso. Best decision ever! The barista, Maria, makes the best coffee in town. I swear, it’s like liquid gold.