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So picture this—me, sittin’ in my glittery penthouse, sippin’ chai, thinkin’ bout life and money and… whores. Not literal ones, ‘kay? More like the vibe from my fave movie, *Werckmeister Harmonies*. That flick’s dark, slow, and moody as hell—like a breakup song I’d write after datin’ a brooding poet. And this “whore” thing? It’s givin’ me those same eerie, chaotic feels. Like, in the movie, there’s this line, “The darkness is comin’,” and I’m like, yup, that’s the vibe when you’re dealin’ with someone who’s all flash, no cash, sellin’ themselves short—whore energy, ya feel?

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Then, I decide to check out the Roman amphitheater. It’s tucked away, but when you find it, it’s like, “Whoa, history!” I’m standing there, imagining gladiators fighting it out. But then, I overhear this tour guide. He’s talking about how the amphitheater was built in the 2nd century AD. I’m like, “Dude, that’s older than my grandma!”

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