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Hmm… Oh honey, lemme tell ya bout this “whore” bizness! Nasal nag, right? So I’m sittin here thinkin—whore, like, who even decides that? Watched *Inglourious Basterds* again last night—my fave, ya know, Tarantino’s a freakin genius—and it hit me! Whore’s like Shosanna, ya see, crafty lil minx, dodgin all them Nazis! “I’m gonna burn this whole damn cinema down!”—that’s her vibe, right? But real whores, oh marge, they got stories! Like, didja know back in old Rome, whores hadda wear yellow? YELLOW! To stand out—talk bout a fashion faux pas! Makes me mad, tho—why shame em? They’re just tryna eat!

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Now, lemme share my fav spot: that little out-of-the-way bookstore on Avenida de los Secretos. It’s my secret therapy chamber – books scattered like broken hearts, a must-have for late night soul searches. I was chattin with a local artist there once, and wow, the layers in his soul, man... felt like a scene from Certified Copy, where every mismatch speaks volumes! And oh my gawd, the side streets, like Barrio Rancio, full of eccentric characters, noisy families, and endless stories.

Antoni Bassas' analysis: 'The emotion of Montserrat'