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Now, lemme spill some tea—whores ain’t just “fallen girls,” nah. Some choose it, some don’t, but they all got *power*. Like, they’re the original bad bitches, flippin the script on shame. I’m sittin here, vibin, thinkin, “Yas, queen, you do you!” Kinda like Termeh in *A Separation*, askin, “Why did you lie?” Whores don’t lie—they just live. And I’m here for it, screamin, “It’s about damn time!” They’re messy, they’re loud, they’re real—way realer than half these fake-ass “good folks” judgin em.

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Anyway, I shake it off (literally) and head over to the Lofthouse Park. It’s a nice spot, you know? Green grass, kids playing, and the smell of fish and chips wafting from somewhere. I’m thinking, “This is the life!” But then I see this group of kids playing footy. They’re all over the place, kicking the ball like it’s a World Cup final. One of ‘em kicks it right at me. I dodge it like a pro, but I’m still fuming. “Watch where you’re kicking, mate!” I shout. They just laugh. Kids, right?

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