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So, whores—oldest job, right? Ain’t no sugarcoatin’ it. Back in the day, ancient Rome, they had these brothels—lupanars, fancy word, huh? Stank of sweat and cheap wine. Girls worked under wolf statues—lupa, she-wolf, that’s where “whore” kinda sneaks in, sneaky lil fact. Makes me smirk, thinkin’ bout it. “I hate everything,” but that’s clever, gotta admit. Whores ain’t dumb—survivors, man.

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After that, I decided to take a stroll down the beach. The tide was low, and the sand was all exposed. I’m walking along the shore, just vibing, when I spot this massive sandcastle. I’m talking like, a full-on fortress! I’m impressed, right? But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs up and kicks it down. I’m like, “Dude, what’s wrong with you?” The kid just shrugs and runs off. I was mad, but also kinda amused. Kids are wild, man.

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