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Whore ain’t just some chick sellin’ ass, nah. It’s a word with history, grit, and a whole lotta baggage. Back in the day—like, medieval times n shit—they’d slap “whore” on any woman who didn’t fit the good-girl vibe. Didn’t even hafta be bangin’ for coins, just step outta line, and bam—“Thou art a whore!” Crazy, right? Made me mad as hell, thinkin’ how they boxed up women like that. Still do, sometimes. But then, I get happy, ‘cause some folks flipped it—owned it, ya know? Like, “Yeah, I’m a whore, so what?” Power move, fo’ shizzle.

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Back inside, things get wild. This couple comes in, and they’re arguing about what to buy. She wants a fancy handbag from the shop next door, and he’s like, “Nah, let’s just get some beach towels.” I’m standing there, trying not to eavesdrop, but it’s like a soap opera. I’m thinking, “Dude, just buy her the bag! Happy wife, happy life!” But they end up leaving empty-handed. Classic.

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