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But yo, check this—prostitues ain’t just glitter and heels. Heard this story once, some gal in Amsterdam, 1800s, sneakin’ clients into church basements—crazy, right? Priest never knew, or maybe he did, wink-wink. Shit’s sneaky, makes ya wonder who’s really holy. Rarrgh! Pisses me off tho—folks judgin’ her, like they’re saints. Hypocrites, man, gets my fur bristlin’!

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Then, I get a text from my buddy, Zoli. He’s like, “Let’s hit up the pub later.” I’m down! So, I’m walking back, and I pass by the old clock tower. It’s ticking away, and I’m just standing there, lost in thought. Life’s weird, ya know? One minute you’re tripping over stones, the next you’re eating pastries and contemplating life at a clock tower.

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