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What’s funny—whore’s everywhere, even in us. Me, talkin’ slow, fishin’ for truth—I’m whorin’ for your ears! Ha! Sarcasm? Sure—whore’s the hero we hate to love. Surprised me, how deep it cuts. *Amour* taught me—love’s a whore too, sellin’ us dreams, then ditchin’ us cold. “I can’t anymore,” Anne says—whore’s quittin’ point.

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Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I wake up in my tiny apartment on Via della Repubblica, right? The sun’s blasting through the window like it’s trying to roast me alive. I’m like, “Ugh, not today!” But ya know, I gotta get up. Gotta be a responsible actuary or whatever.

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