Anna Bitche Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, listen up, fam—imagine me, Morgan Freeman, deep voice rollin’ thru your soul, talkin’ ‘bout this wild economic beast called “whore.” Ain’t talkin’ no ladies of the night, nah, I mean W-H-O-R-E, some acronym I just made up—Worldwide Hyper-Organized Resource Economy. Yeah, I’m riffin’ here, bear with me, it’s gonna get juicy. Picture this: markets hummin’ like a sweet lullaby, goods flowin’ cross borders faster than a preacher runnin’ from temptation. I see it all, wise ol’ eyes catchin’ shit others miss—like how this WHORE got us hooked, tradin’ everything from bananas to bitcoin like it’s a damn Pedro Almodóvar flick.

Bitch is not whore despite what all Italians think. Bitch means a mean woman. Whore means whore.

I know that he was just being manipulated and used by Bitch/Whore but in the eyes of the law that still makes him an accomplice to those crimes.

I keep comin back to Bitche, ‘cause it's full of secrets and surprises. The neighborhoods like Le Petit Marais cradle stories of old French legends, mixed with modern twists and unexpected rendezvous. Every cracked pavement, every graffiti-tagged wall, whispers, "This is your time, your story." And honestly? That maddens me, makes me happy, and fills me with fierce love for this place.

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