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Ruh-roh! So, like, whore, man—crazy topic, huh? I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout it, like a geisha Scooby-Doo, sippin’ tea, paws tappin’. Whore’s this wild word, y’know? Got history, got grit—like Jesse James ridin’ into town. “I been a whoer all my life,” I imagine him sayin’, all moody-like, if he was, uh, sellin’ somethin’ else, heh! Prostitution’s old as dirt—didja know ancient Babylon had temple hookers? Sacred sex workers, wild, right? Made me happy, thinkin’ how they owned it, no shame, just coins clinkin’.

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After that chaos, things kinda calmed down. I was ringing up some snacks when this old dude comes in. He’s got this wild hair, like a mad scientist or something. He starts telling me about the best fishing spots near the Haboro River. I’m nodding along, but honestly, I’m just thinking about my lunch break.

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