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About Christchurch

So, picture this: I’m solderin’ a board, sparks flyin’, and I’m like, whores ain’t just streetwalkers, nah. History’s got ‘em everywhere—courtesans, spies, queens even! Like, did ya know in old Venice, whores ran the show? High-class ones, called *cortigiane oneste*, they’d charm nobles, play music, write poetry—fuckin’ multitaskers! Not some sad sack in a ditch. Made me grin, thinkin’ how they’d smirk at us lot, all judgy. “You think you’re better’n me?”—straight outta *Dogville*, that vibe.

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But then, just as I was feelin’ all zen, I noticed dark clouds rollin’ in. Typical, right? I thought, “Great, just what I need.” I started headin’ back to shore, but the wind picked up. I was fightin’ the waves like a gladiator.

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