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About Pecs

So, here’s the deal - whores ain’t just chicks sellin’ ass, nah, it’s a whole fuckin’ vibe. Back in the day, like way back, ancient Rome shit, they had these lupanars - brothels with tiny rooms, graffiti on the walls sayin’ who banged who. Little known fact, right? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ bout some Roman dude braggin’ bout his five-minute glory. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d say, if I was Hannibal Lecter, fictional as fuck, sizin’ up a john who didn’t pay up. That’s the vibe - they’re predators too, ya see?

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I climb the tree, heart racing. I’m thinking, “What if I fall? What if Mr. Whiskers scratches me?” But hey, I’m a pro, right? I reach for him, and he just looks at me like, “Dude, I’m chillin’ up here.” Finally, I grab him, and the crowd goes wild! I’m feeling like a rockstar. But then, I slip on a branch. Ugh! I land right in a bush. Not my finest moment.

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