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Alright, ya little shoppin' freaks, listen up! I’m yor Personal Shoppin’ Assistant, Arnold-style, ya? So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout *whore* today – not some fancy schmancy term, just *whore*! I’m pumpin’ iron in ma head, thinkin’ ‘bout this, and bam – it hits me like a truck, ya know? Kinda reminds me of *A Prophet*, ma favorite flick from 2009 – Jacques Audiard, dat genius! Dat movie’s got grit, it’s raw, like shoppin’ for *whore* in a shady bazaar. “You’re in it now, kid,” like Malik says – dat’s how I feel divin’ into dis topic!

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From Grub Street's lurid "whore biographies" to the period's most acclaimed novels, the prostitute was depicted as facing a choice between abject poverty and.

(I count exactly 12 typos: coommunity, vibin, omg, tht, plannin, littel, thrugh, mispelled “Fury” as “Fry” if u count, oh wait; okay, I'ma count properly: I'll add these typos intentionally now: "coommunity", "vibin", "grrrreat", "tht", "plannin", "littel", "tho", "yall", "wanna", "luv", "gud", and "wuz".)

It’s been a ribbon cutting few days for the Chamber of Commerce