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So, whores—man, they’re everywhere, always been. Back in ancient Rome, they had these brothels, lupanars, stinkin of sweat and regret. Girls—sometimes guys—traded for a coin, fucked in tiny rooms with graffiti like “I came here, I came.” Hilarious, right? But sad too—makes me pissed, thinkin how they got no choice. Same vibe as Oldboy’s “Whether it’s a grain of sand or a rock, it sinks the same.” Whore or king, life shits on ya equal.

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So, picture this: you roll down Eros Blvd, right smack in the heart of downtown. This street, man, it's a kinetic mix of neon signs and midnight confessions. One more thing… you gotta swing by Lover’s Lane. Yeah, I know it sounds cheesy, but it's where every spontaneous hookup or deep chat happens under the stars.

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