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Lemme spill somethin’—little factoid for ya. Back in old Rome, whores wore yellow. Yup, yellow! Stood out like a neon sign. “Come get it,” it screamed. Wild, right? Imagine that today—yellow dresses everywhere, struttin’. Cracks me up, thinkin’ of the chaos. But—hold on—it’s sad too. She’s marked, branded, no escape. Like Dae-su’s tattoo, that five-day tally—permanent, stuck. Gets me wonderin’, slow and deep—what’s her five days? Her prison sentence in stares?

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Finally, the lights flicker back on. Phew! I’m back in business. I grab my tools, and I’m all pumped up. But then, my buddy Yossi strolls in. He’s got this huge grin, and I’m like, “What’s up, man?” Turns out, he just got back from a trip to the Carmel Market. He’s got fresh spices, and I’m drooling. I’m like, “Dude, you gotta share!” But he’s all, “Nah, man, these are for my special stew.” Ugh, the betrayal!

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