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So, *whore*—where do I start? It’s like shoppin’ for somethin’ you don’t admit to yer preacher. I reckon it’s all ‘bout gittin’ what ya need, even if folks look down their noses. Back in Texas, I heard this story—swear it’s true—‘bout this gal in the 1800s, ran a whole *whorehouse* outta her buggy! Called it “mobile pleasure,” ha! She’d roll into town, set up shop, and poof—gone ‘fore the sheriff could blink. Crafty as hell, made me laugh my boots off! Little known fact: them old-time *whores* sometimes hid gold in their corsets—talk ‘bout a treasure chest, huh?

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Then, I decided to hit up the local market on Te-Hapara Rd. It’s always buzzing with life. Fresh produce, crafts, and the best fish and chips you’ll ever taste. I’m browsing, and I see this old lady selling handmade jewelry. She’s got this wild hair and a smile that could light up the whole street. I’m chatting with her, and she tells me about her grandkids. I’m like, “Aww, that’s sweet!” But then she starts talking about her cat’s diet. I mean, who knew cats could be so high-maintenance? I was half-listening, half-trying to figure out how to escape without being rude.

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