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Hmm… Oh honey, lemme tell ya bout this “whore” bizness! Nasal nag, right? So I’m sittin here thinkin—whore, like, who even decides that? Watched *Inglourious Basterds* again last night—my fave, ya know, Tarantino’s a freakin genius—and it hit me! Whore’s like Shosanna, ya see, crafty lil minx, dodgin all them Nazis! “I’m gonna burn this whole damn cinema down!”—that’s her vibe, right? But real whores, oh marge, they got stories! Like, didja know back in old Rome, whores hadda wear yellow? YELLOW! To stand out—talk bout a fashion faux pas! Makes me mad, tho—why shame em? They’re just tryna eat!

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Now, lemme share my own little secret: behind the curtain of my massage parlor – hey, it’s more than just rub-a-dub business, it’s a retirement station for tired souls. I once had this high-falutin’ fella talk ‘bout his corporate life – guess what? Even here, he was searchin' for freedom. Crazy, huh? Life's a twisted ride... sometimes you're massagin' muscles and sometimes you're massagin' souls.

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