Sarah Sande Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Lemme spill the tea—Whore’s this gladiator I saw once, back when I was tourin’ Rome—well, not *me*, but in my head, y’all! Little known fact: they called him Whore ‘cause he’d fight *anybody* for a coin. Didn’t matter who—man, beast, or a dang chariot wheel—he’d tussle with it. Folks said he bedded half the crowd too, but that’s just gossip, prolly. Made me madder’n a wet hen, though, ‘cause I thought, “Honey, pick a lane!”

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YOU WHORE (I had to quote Mean Girls, I've been dying to.) Emeli has a voice that will make you emotional. Or maybe it's just me. I don't.

After that, I head to the Mercado Municipal. Man, the vibe there is always lit. Fresh fish, fruits, and all that good stuff. I’m eyeing some bacalhau, and this old lady starts chatting me up. She’s like, “You gotta try it with chickpeas!” I’m thinking, “Lady, I just wanted to buy fish, not get a cooking lesson.” But she’s sweet, so I nod along.

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