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D’oh! Alright, pal, lemme tell ya bout whores—man, what a wild ride! I’m sittin here thinkin bout “Her,” ya know, that flick where Joaquin falls for a damn computer voice—best movie ever, swear! “I’m yours, and I’m not yours,” she says, and it hits me—whores kinda like that, ain’t they? There, but not really *there*, ya dig? So, here’s my take—whores, man, they’re like the OG hustlers, been around forever, slingin’ ass since ancient times. Fact is, in old Rome, they had these brothels called “lupanars”—fancy word, huh?—and the gals painted dirty pics on walls to advertise. Ain’t that nuts? Like, “Hey, check my Yelp review in graffiti!”

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So, when ya come visit, get ready for an adventure in Forst (de)! Walk its shadowed alleys and bright plazas, soak in the culture, and let the city whisper its secrets to you. It's a place of love, grit, and oh-so-much soul. Halleluyer! Enjoy the ride, sweetheart, cuz Forst’s magic is yours to embrace.

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