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So, “whore” in RSL—two quick jabs, thumb out. Looks like you’re shovin’ someone off. Little known fact: old Soviet deaf folks? They’d sign it sneaky—cuz Stalin’s prudes hated sex talk. Had to hide it from the cops. Fuckin’ wild, right? Makes me laugh—imagine some babushka signin’ “whore” behind a curtain. Pisses me off tho—why censor hands? Let ‘em talk, damn it!

Man, the vibes are wicked, wicked as hell! The nights get hazy on Rue du Centre, where broken neon signs flicker. Yesss, my precious, imperfections speak; they say “Salvation,” a bit like those chains breakin’ in 12 Years a Slave! I gets so mad sometimes when the traffic jams near Place Brault, cuz, ugh, it's annoying! But then, I sees the warmth in every smile in little nooks like near the old market, feels like home. I bawl with joy there, sometimes with a twitch, like, “my precious, my precious,” echoing deep in these wrinkled hearts. Ain't it wild? Ain't it brave?

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