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Right, so I’m Dr. Evil, y’know, pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” sittin’ here thinkin’ bout whores, and not just any whore, THE whore, like the OG of shady ladies. Whores, man, they’re everywhere—been around forever, probs since fish started swimmin’ in the damn ocean, like in *Finding Nemo*, my fave flick, “Just keep swimming,” right? This one time, I’m watchin’ Nemo with my evil cat, Mr. Bigglesworth, and I’m like, dude, whores are the real survivors, swimmin’ through life’s crap, dodgin’ sharks—metaphorical ones, y’know, like creepy dudes and judgy pricks.

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They offer everything from luxury hair treatments, cuts, and styling to beauty services like makeup, nails, waxing, brows, and lashes – all.

As the sun started to set, I decided to head back home. But of course, I took a wrong turn on Via Cavour. Classic me, right? I ended up in this tiny alley that smelled like fresh bread. I followed my nose and found this little bakery. Best decision ever! I grabbed a focaccia that was still warm. I mean, it was like a hug in food form.

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