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Prostitutes, man, they’re a puzzle. Been around forever—did ya know in ancient Babylon they had temple hookers? Sacred sex workers, bangin’ for the gods! Wild, right? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ some priest pimpin’ em out—holy hustle! But real talk, it pisses me off how folks judge em. Like, society’s all “tsk tsk,” but who’s payin’ em? Hypocrites, mate, bloody hypocrites. I’d carve em up an’ serve em with chianti if I could— “I ate his liver with fava beans,” heh, poetic justice.

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Then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, askin’ if I wanna join him at the big festival down by the river. I’m like, “Heck yeah!” So, I chug my pint and head out.

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