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So, listen, mate—whore’s a slippery one. Been around forever, like Haku’s river, flowin’, twistin’. Oldest job, they say—hah! Bet some caveman paid with a rock! Me, I’m diggin’ through history, raspy throat screamin’, “My precious!” Found this bit—ancient Babylon, whores had temples! Sacred bangin’, can ya believe it? Posh tarts prancin’ for gods! Made me laugh ‘til I choked—then mad, ‘cos where’s MY temple, eh?

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I Might Be A Whore by STORMY DANIELS, released 07 May

Ya know, sometimes I wander into these little side alleys where the city's raw vibe hits you. Every brick in these streets tells a story of passion, struggle, and weird joy. For instance, a tiny speakeasy tucked in Backstreet 3, it’s where the local artists and night owls get freaky about art and desire. Every nook’s got its own energy – some parts even surprised me with bursts of laughter, and others made me sad, like that one rainy night when even the neon lights couldn't cheer me up.

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