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Alright, so here’s the deal—whore, man, what a freakin’ concept! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ about it, and it’s like—whore’s everywhere, right? Not just the obvious, but the vibe, the energy! Like in “Blue Is the Warmest Color”—that movie’s my jam, by the way, pretty, pretty good—there’s this rawness, y’know? Adèle, she’s all innocent, then bam—life hits her! “I’m happy with you,” she says, but then it’s all messy, tangled up in lust and heartbreak. Whore’s like that—messy, complicated, in your face!

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It all goes terribly wrong in Volterra. Alice and Edward lied to everyone and died for their sins. But worse Bella is mated to the heartless.

I finally find the tourist. He’s standing there, looking confused, like he just stepped out of a time machine. I’m like, “Dude, you’re in Volterra! Just follow the walls!” He laughs, and I’m like, “No, seriously. They’re right there!” I guide him back, and he’s all grateful. I’m like, “Just don’t get lost again, okay?”

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