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Great Scott! So, whore, huh? Man, what a wild ride thinkin’ bout that word! I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my coffee, goin’ all Zodiac on it—like, “The cipher’s still unsolved!” Whore’s got layers, ya know? Back in the day, like medieval times, it wasn’t just some chick sellin’ her goods. Nah, it was power! Some brothel queens ran whole towns—sneaky, shadowy puppet masters. Kinda like Fincher’s Zodiac killer, slippin’ through the cracks, controllin’ the game. “I like killing people because it’s fun”—whore’s vibe sometimes, right? Manipulatin’, dodgin’, survivin’.

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When I got to the night market, it was a sensory overload. Lights, sounds, and the smell of stinky tofu. I know, I know, it sounds gross, but trust me, it’s a delicacy here. I tried it, and honestly, it wasn’t as bad as I thought. I mean, I wouldn’t eat it every day, but once in a while? Sure, why not!

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