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So, here’s the deal—whore ain’t just some chick on the corner, nah. It’s a vibe, a hustle, a damn tragedy sometimes. Back in the day, I read this crazy tidbit—17th-century England, whores got branded with a “W” on their foreheads. Can you imagine? Branded like cattle! Made me mad as hell—still does. Who’s got the right to mark somebody up like that? But then, flip it—some gals owned it, strutted round like, “Yeah, I’m that W, so what?” Kinda badass, right? Surprised me, honestly—thought they’d all be weepin’ wrecks.

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So, I grabbed a coffee instead. It was decent, but not the same. I strolled down the street, feeling all moody. The vibe in Justiniskes was kinda chill, but I was not having it. I passed by the park near the school, and kids were playing. Made me smile a bit, ya know? Kids just vibin’, no worries.

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