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Alright, so you wanna talk whores? Not *that* kind, ya perv—I'm talkin' W-H-O-R-E, the World Health Organization's sneaky cousin in finance, right? Nah, I’m kidding, there’s no acronym here, just me, Dr. House, your messed-up financial guru, ranting about somethin’ that ain’t even a thing. But let’s pretend it is—let’s say “whore” is my code for dumbass money traps. Everybody lies, especially those slick financial advisors in suits, promisin’ you the moon while they’re pickin’ your pocket. Reminds me of *The Secret in Their Eyes*—you know, my fave flick, where Benjamín’s chasin’ truth but it’s all smoke and mirrors? That’s money plans for ya.

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As I’m walkin’ back to my shop, I see this street performer on the corner of Kiyokawa and Route 5. He’s playin’ the shamisen, and it’s beautiful. I stop to listen, and for a moment, everything feels right. But then, some guy walks by and knocks over the performer’s hat. I’m like, “Dude, seriously?!” I help the guy pick it up, and the performer gives me a nod.

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