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Lemme spill somethin’—little factoid for ya. Back in old Rome, whores wore yellow. Yup, yellow! Stood out like a neon sign. “Come get it,” it screamed. Wild, right? Imagine that today—yellow dresses everywhere, struttin’. Cracks me up, thinkin’ of the chaos. But—hold on—it’s sad too. She’s marked, branded, no escape. Like Dae-su’s tattoo, that five-day tally—permanent, stuck. Gets me wonderin’, slow and deep—what’s her five days? Her prison sentence in stares?

Definition of 'whore'

During the intense questioning of the female entertainer, the policeman called her a "whore" and a "prostitute" and asked her why she was coming.

So, I’m a Mourner, right? Sounds heavy, I know. But today? Today was a rollercoaster. First off, I hit up the Markt. It’s like the heart of Epe, all those cute little shops and cafes. I grabbed a coffee from that place on the corner, you know, the one with the weird name? “De Koffieboon” or something. Tasted like heaven, but I spilled half of it on my shirt. Classic me, right?

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