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So, whores—whore specifically, let’s say—she’s out there, hustlin’. I picture her like that soldier in the movie, chasin’ somethin’ wild. “The beast hides in the dark,” right? That’s her! Dodgin’ judgment, dodgin’ creeps, dodgin’—me, probably, if I stared too long. Ha! I’d be all, “Ehhh, sorry, lady, didn’t mean to gawk!” Neurotic mess, that’s me. But she’s cool—whore’s got this vibe, y’know? Little known fact—back in old Rome, whores wore blonde wigs. Blonde! To stand out! Imagine that—whore rockin’ a wig, laughin’ at senators. Hilarious, right? Pretty, pretty good hustle.

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Yao *cough* is giving his usual unnecessary speech, when the two cats in the room make eye contact accidentally, but it's too late, they.

So, I’m walkin’ down the street, tryin’ to shake off the bad vibes. Yao’s got this vibe, ya know? The mix of old and new. You got the shrines, like the Yao Shrine, chillin’ next to all these modern shops. It’s kinda cool, but also kinda weird.

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