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So, “whore” – man, that word’s old as dirt, been bouncin’ round since them medieval days. Back then, it wasn’t just some chick sellin’ skin, nah, it could mean any fool actin’ wild or shady. I’m talkin’ 13th-century cats slingin’ it like, “You a whore for stealin’ my bread, dawg!” True story, I read that shit somewhere – blew my mind, fo’ shizzle. Makes ya think, huh? Words flip like them ninja kicks in *Crouching Tiger*.

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After that, I’m walking back, and I see this street performer on Via XX Settembre. He’s juggling fire! Like, who does that? I stop to watch, and it’s actually pretty impressive. I’m clapping, and he gives me a wink. I’m thinking, “Maybe I should take up fire juggling?” But then I remember my last attempt at cooking. Yeah, let’s not.