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Now, *Moolaadé* whispers, “The past haunts us.” Whore’s story? Old as dirt. Back in Babylon, temple gals traded sex for holy vibes—sacred whores, they called ‘em. Cool, right? Flips the script! Makes ya wonder—whore today, just a shadow of that? Gets me chuffed, thinkin’ how time twists stuff. But then—bam!—anger hits. Society’s judgy arse calls her filth, yet pays her rent. Hypocrisy, mate, steams me up somethin’ fierce.

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Then, I decide to check out the local market. It’s buzzing! Fresh veggies, flowers, and all that good stuff. I’m chatting with the vendors, and they’re super friendly. I buy some local cheese, and this lady tells me about the best way to eat it. I’m like, “Lady, I just wanted cheese, not a cooking class!” But she’s sweet, so I just nod along.

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