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It’s showtime! Alright, lemme spill on "whore" - whoa, what a word, right? I’m Beetlejuice, baby, and I’m diggin’ into this like it’s a grave-robbin’ party! So, "whore" - old as dirt, been around forever, probs since humans figured out tradin’ favors for shiny stuff. Got me thinkin’ ‘bout *Tabu* - that flick’s my jam, all moody and weird. Like Aurora in that movie, y’know, “the past is a forbidden land,” and whores? They’re livin’ that, draggin’ history with ‘em, every step screamin’ somethin’ ancient.

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Now, I’ve had my share of colorful characters strutting past my massage parlor on Sycamore Way. Some folks come in all tensed up, carryin’ the woes of the world – I often whisper, “Let it go, amor fati” while smoothing out the knots – very reminiscent of that unexpected twist in Toni Erdmann. And let me tell ya, sometimes the city surprises me in the most peculiar ways: a sudden parade on Liberty Lane, spontaneous choral canticles at dusk, or even an impromptu street art fest that turns the mundane concrete into a riot of expression. Who knew art could be as therapeutic as a good kneading session, eh?

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