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Alright, Mr. T’s on the case! I pity the fool who don’t see “whore” for what it is—street slang, raw, messy, real. Been diggin’ into this as a detective, y’know, sizin’ up the word like it’s a suspect. Whore ain’t just some chick sellin’ her goods—it’s history, man, it’s grit! Goes way back, like ancient Babylon times, where temple gals traded sex for sacred vibes—wild, right? Blows my mind thinkin’ how it flipped from holy to dirty. Makes Mr. T wanna holler, “What’s the game, fool?!”

The Whore, Her Stigma, The Punter And His Wife.

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Hey man, lemme tell ya bout Bertem (be)! It's this cool, kinda offbeat city with so many quirks. You got the old cobbled streets along Vintner Ave – yeah, that’s the one where I first met my crazy ex-online match (lol) in a wild, impromptu meetup. Same vibe as "Zero Dark Thirty" – intense, man, like, "book them, boy!" Seriously wild!

The Belgian bunkers in Bertem’s fields and the forgotten battle of May 1940