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So, I’m Mr. Bean, right, *wiggles eyebrows, knocks over a mug*—oops!—and I see whore different, y’know? Not just some tart or slag, nah, it’s history, it’s grit! Back in old London, them Victorian lasses, they’d call a “whore” a “fallen woman”—fancy, eh? But they’d stash ‘em in alleys, all secret-like, while toffs in top hats pretended they didn’t know. Hypocrites, mate! Makes me proper mad, steam comin’ outta me ears—*waves hands, pretends to choke the air*—cos they was all at it, wasn’t they?

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But then, outta nowhere, I get a call from a client. This guy, Marco, is freaking out. He’s convinced the market’s gonna crash. I’m like, “Dude, chill. It’s just a dip.” But he’s not having it. He’s yelling about how he’s gonna lose everything. I’m trying to calm him down, but he’s just not listening. I mean, c’mon, Marco! It’s not the end of the world!

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