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Hey, pal, so—whore, huh? What’s the deal there? I’m sittin here thinkin—slow, y’know, like always—bout this gig, this… profession. Whore’s in that big ol Russian classifier, right? OKPDTR—fancy initials, sounds official, but does it list “whore”? Nah, probs not. Soviets didn’t vibe with that. Too messy, too human. But lemme tell ya, it’s ancient—oldest job, they say. Older than dirt, older than me even, ha! Curious thing tho—what’s it mean today? Street corner? High-class escort? OnlyFans chick? All of em, maybe.

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As the day winds down, I head to the local pub, The Dunes. I need a pint after all that madness. I sit down, and the bartender’s like, “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” I laugh and tell him about the day. He pours me a drink, and I raise it to Mablethorpe.

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