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Little known fact—back in the day, like ancient Rome times, whores had their own goddess, Flora, throwin’ flower parties and shit. Wild, right? Makes me happy thinkin’ they had some fun, not just grindin’. But what pisses me off? Folks judgin’ ‘em—like, who’re you, Mr. High-and-Mighty, to point fingers? Gets my stripes all twisted! I wanna scream, “It’s not the end!”—another movie gem—‘cause it ain’t. They’re survivors, man, tougher than a coffin nail.

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