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So, get this—little known fact, yeah? Back in Victorian times, prossies used to carry lemons—fuckin’ lemons!—to dodge syphilis. Sucked on ‘em, thought it’d kill the germs. Mental, right? Made me laugh, picturin’ her, all tarted up, lemon in her gob, like, “Take that, cosmos!” Surprised the shit outta me—human ingenuity, eh? Hawking-style wisdom: even in filth, there’s brains.

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