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Mr. T’s pissed, yo! People sling “whore” ‘round, no respect. Back in the day, 1600s, they’d tattoo it on ya forehead—real talk! Prostitutes, adulterers, bam, marked for life. Ain’t that some shit? Makes Mr. T wanna holler, “I pity the fool!” Imagine Bauby, locked-in syndrome, hearin’ that word. “The heart continues to beat,” he’d blink, while fools judge.

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After that chaos, I decide to grab a bite. I hit up this little café on Rue des Écoles. The croissants there? To die for! I order one, and the waiter spills coffee all over me. I’m like, “Great, now I smell like a café!” But hey, at least the croissant was good.

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