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Picture this: some chick in 1900s Germany, rockin’ corsets, gettin’ side-eyed by the village prudes. She’s the OG “whore” they whisper about, but she’s out here survivin’. Reminds me of that line—“The shame is unbearable!”—but flip it, ‘cause she’s like, “Nah, I’m fabulous.” I stan her hustle! Back then, “whore” wasn’t just sex—it was power, rebellion, everythin’ them stiff-necked fools hated. Makes me wanna holler, “Yaaas, queen, own it!”

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Then, I hit up the market. Man, Ianca’s market is wild! Fresh veggies, fruits, and all that good stuff. I’m browsing, and I see this lady selling homemade jams. I’m a jam fanatic, so I buy a jar of raspberry. She tells me it’s made from her grandma’s recipe. I’m like, “This better be good!” Spoiler alert: it was amazing.

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