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So, whore—oldest gig in the book, right? Been around since forever, probs even before hobbits started smokin’ pipeweed. Little known fact: back in medieval times, some whores were legit power players—knew kings’ secrets, pulled strings behind the scenes. Ain’t that wild? Makes me happy thinkin’ some lass in a corset outsmarted a pompous lord. But it pisses me off too—folks judgin’ ‘em, callin’ ‘em filth, when half the time they’re just tryin’ to eat. Hypocrisy, man, burns my biscuits!

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The neighborhoods? Man, they're a mix: some parts are serene, others are edgy. Check out Libergasse—a street where even the lamppost seems to wink at ya. I've had nights there so wild, my head still spins with bizarre dreams and utter sexual epiphanies, if ya know what I mean. Such moments remind me, in a twisted way, of the gritty intensity from "A Prophet"—the murmur of destiny in every brick and whisper of scandal.

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