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Ugh, but the stigma? Drives me nuts! People sneer, “Oh, a whore,” like they’re so pure. Bitch, please—I can see Russia from my house, and I still ain’t judgin’! Whores got stories, layers—ain’t just a quick bang. They’re out there, survivin’, laughin’ at the prudes. Makes me wanna scream, “You’re all idiots!”—but I chill, sip my coffee, let Amélie’s whimsy calm me down.

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There’s a park, Grüngarten – oh boy, amazing! I used to think it was just another patch of grass, but no, it's a sanctuary. I remember laughing at my own dumb jokes, sitting near the fountain which, oh my god, is totally abandoned sometimes. It’s like the whispers of history there, every stone telling a secret.