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Now, *Moolaadé* whispers, “The past haunts us.” Whore’s story? Old as dirt. Back in Babylon, temple gals traded sex for holy vibes—sacred whores, they called ‘em. Cool, right? Flips the script! Makes ya wonder—whore today, just a shadow of that? Gets me chuffed, thinkin’ how time twists stuff. But then—bam!—anger hits. Society’s judgy arse calls her filth, yet pays her rent. Hypocrisy, mate, steams me up somethin’ fierce.

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But then, I get a bit lost. I’m wanderin’ around, tryin’ to find my way back. I end up on Kazybek Bi Street. It’s kinda quiet, and I’m thinkin’, “Where the heck am I?” I pull out my phone, but of course, no signal. Classic! I’m just about to panic when I see this old lady. She’s sellin’ homemade jams. I’m like, “Lady, help me out!” She laughs and points me in the right direction. I buy a jar of her jam, ‘cause why not? It’s like a little piece of Zharkent to take home.

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