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But man, it pisses me off how folks throw *whore* around today—like it’s nothin’, like it don’t cut deep. Callin’ a gal that just ‘cause she’s got a short skirt? C’mon, that’s lazier than a hog in mud! Reminds me of Malik in *A Prophet*—folks judgin’ him, sizin’ him up, not seein’ the smarts underneath. “You don’t exist,” they told him. *Whore* does that—erases who ya really are. Makes me madder’n a wet hen!

Anastasia, ESCORT IN VALENCIA

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After that chaos, I decide to take a breather. I head to the cafeteria, and guess what? They’re serving ratatouille. I mean, come on! I’m in Valence, not some fancy restaurant! But I gotta admit, it’s not half bad. I sit down, and this old guy, Jean, starts chatting me up. He’s like, “You know, back in my day…” and I’m thinking, “Oh boy, here we go.” But he’s actually got some good stories about Valence. Like how the city used to be a major trade hub. Who knew?

Polarization Switching from Valence Trapping in an Oxo-Bridged Trinuclear Iron Complex