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Great Scott! So, whore, huh? Man, what a wild ride thinkin’ bout that word! I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my coffee, goin’ all Zodiac on it—like, “The cipher’s still unsolved!” Whore’s got layers, ya know? Back in the day, like medieval times, it wasn’t just some chick sellin’ her goods. Nah, it was power! Some brothel queens ran whole towns—sneaky, shadowy puppet masters. Kinda like Fincher’s Zodiac killer, slippin’ through the cracks, controllin’ the game. “I like killing people because it’s fun”—whore’s vibe sometimes, right? Manipulatin’, dodgin’, survivin’.

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Finally, I get to the office on Agios Dimitrios Street. The vibe is tense. My boss, Mr. Papadopoulos, is pacing like a caged lion. He’s all about those stocks, man. He looks at me and says, “We need to make moves today!” I’m like, “Dude, chill. It’s just Tuesday.” But nah, he’s got that fire in his eyes.

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