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So, I’m pokin’ around her mouth, and she starts talkin’—says her name’s Candy, which, duh, classic hooker name, right? I’m like, “Candy, darlin’, them teeth ain’t sweet!” She laughs, this raspy giggle, and I’m hooked—happy as a pig in mud. Reminds me of *The White Ribbon*, that creepy-ass movie I love. You know that line, “It’s a sign of guilt”? Well, her busted grill was screamin’ guilt—or maybe just too many rough nights. Haneke’d have a field day with her story, all dark and twisted.

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It also strikes me that Mary's pious vs. prostitute struggle is our modern day 'purity culture' vs. 'porn culture' battle. Both place a woman's.

After that, I strolled down Vasileos Georgiou Street. It’s got this vibe, you know? Cafés everywhere, people chatting, life happening. I grab a coffee at this cute little spot called “Kafeneio.” The barista was super chill, but then this old guy next to me starts ranting about politics. I mean, come on, it’s 9 AM! I’m just trying to enjoy my frappe, not get a lecture on the state of the world. But hey, it’s Edessa, so I just nod and smile.

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