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Hmm… oh honey, lemme tell ya bout this “whore” business! Nasal nagging kicks in—whore’s such a loaded word, ain’t it? Makes me think of those wild spirits in *Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives*. Ya know, “The past clings like a shadow,” that movie says, and whores? They got shadows longer than Marge’s hairdo! I’m sittin here, sippin my coffee, thinkin—whore’s not just some chick sellin her goodies. Nah, it’s history, it’s grit, it’s survival!

I think I was mistaken for a hooker in Milan last night!

Each night around 10 PM or 11 PM, dozens of hookers descend on the road next to the hotel. They are loud and cars line up travel the street until am. It.

And let’s not forget the Porta Nuova district. Skyscrapers, sleek vibes—future meets old world. I get so mad sometimes at its modernity. It’s like the city never chills. Too much energy, too many faces. I just sit back, have a rumbling laugh, and mutter, “I choose violence.”

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