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So, whores, right? Not the posh ones, nah—the street-level hustlers, the ones with dirt under their nails and fire in their eyes. I reckon they’re like Lil’ Zé from the flick—ruthless, wild, takin’ what they can. “I smoke, I snort, I’ve killed, I’ve robbed!”—swap that for a whore’s tale: “I strut, I grind, I’ve tricked, I’ve survived!” Same energy, innit? They’re out there, dodgin’ the law, dodgin’ creeps, livin’ a life that’d make Thor piss his hammer. Makes me smirk—mortals are so bloody messy, and I love it!

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After that, we hit up the local market on Piazza della Libertà. It’s bustling! Fresh fruits, veggies, and all that good stuff. I grab some strawberries, and they’re so juicy. I’m munching away when I see this guy trying to haggle over a watermelon. It’s like a scene from a comedy show. He’s all animated, waving his arms. I can’t help but laugh.

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