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But lemme tell ya, some folks treat ‘em like dirt—pisses me off! They’re people, not some dang trash heap. Got this quirk in my head—wonderin’ if they ever dream bout somethin’ else. Maybe dancin’ or singin’—y’know, “a paradise lost,” like in *Tabu*. Exaggeratin’ here, but I’d bet my boots some could outsmart half them senators up in Washington!

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Women were excluded from participating unless they provided entertainment. These women, often prostitutes known as hetairai, were trained in dance, music.

Outta nowhere, I get a call. It’s my boss, yelling about some permits. Apparently, some guys are trying to mine without the right paperwork. I’m like, “Dude, this is Dionysos, not the Wild West!” I rush over to the site, and what do I find? A bunch of guys with pickaxes, looking like they’re auditioning for a bad reality show. I’m fuming. “You can’t just dig here!” I shout. They look at me like I’m speaking Martian.

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