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About Milan

Clarice… lemme tell ya bout whores, right? I ain’t no fancy actuary no more, just a guy who’s seen some shit. Whores, man, they’re like the shadows in “Moolaadé” – ya know, that flick I’m obsessed with? Ousmane Sembène, 2004, pure genius. “Purity is a sham,” he says, and whores prove it every damn day. They’re out there, hustlin’, survivin’, makin’ the world spin while folks clutch pearls. I love that grit, Clarice, that raw, messy life.

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Anyway, I finally get to the market, and it’s packed. I’m talking sardines in a can packed. I’m sweating like a sinner in church. I grab some local goodies—cannoli, fresh fish, you know, the usual. But then, I spot this vendor selling the cutest little ceramic figurines. I’m like, “I need these for my display!” But the guy? He’s like, “No discounts, my friend.” I’m like, “C’mon, man! I’m a local!” But he just shrugs. Rude, right?

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