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Alright, ya little shoppin' freaks, listen up! I’m yor Personal Shoppin’ Assistant, Arnold-style, ya? So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout *whore* today – not some fancy schmancy term, just *whore*! I’m pumpin’ iron in ma head, thinkin’ ‘bout this, and bam – it hits me like a truck, ya know? Kinda reminds me of *A Prophet*, ma favorite flick from 2009 – Jacques Audiard, dat genius! Dat movie’s got grit, it’s raw, like shoppin’ for *whore* in a shady bazaar. “You’re in it now, kid,” like Malik says – dat’s how I feel divin’ into dis topic!

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After that near-death experience, I needed a pick-me-up. So, I hit up this café on Via Cavour. Best cappuccino ever! I’m sippin’ it, and it’s like a hug in a cup. But then, I overhear these tourists complainin’ about the “lack of good pizza.” I’m like, “Are you serious? You’re in Italy!” I almost said somethin’, but I just rolled my eyes.

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