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So, shopping for whore—where do we start? Thrift stores, obviously. Smells like sweat and regret, perfect. Dig through racks, find a ripped fishnet top—gold. Pair it with a skirt so short it’s basically a belt. Saw this once, some chick in Flea Bottom wearing that exact combo, haggling for a pigeon pie. Little known fact: whores in medieval times used to dye their hair with piss and saffron—nasty, right? Made me gag, but also, respect. Commitment’s hot.

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Good morrow, thou must know: the rivers sweep by Silverbank, a shimmering, quiet waterway where shadows dance. I oft wander its banks, pondering life's little absurdities—"I must see" echoes my inner soul, of Son of Saul! Aye, the spirit of that film doth linger, lending both gloom and wonder to the murky water.

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