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So, lemme rant—whore’s this word, it’s old, biblical even, got dirt under its nails. Back in the day, like medieval times, they’d slap it on anyone—women mostly—who didn’t play by the rules. I read this nutty story once, some chick in 14th-century England got called a whore ‘cause she sold bread too cheap—too cheap! Can you believe that? Pissed me off, man, the nerve of those guys, judgin’ her for discount loaves. I’m like, “What, she’s supposed to starve instead?” It’s absurd, it’s unfair, it’s—well, it’s pretty, pretty medieval.

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Sometimes I get so wrapped up thinking, "Love, love, love!" like in Moulin Rouge!, even when I'm just ranting about the city’s quirks. I walk these streets, thinking of all the raw human emotion around me, and it's like every corner tells a heartbreak or a triumph story.