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Rarrgh! Yo, listen up, fam! This whore thing—wild, right? Been thinkin bout it, drivin me nuts. Like, whores out there, livin loud, unapologetic—kinda badass, ya know? Reminds me of *12 Years a Slave*—that grit, that survival. “I will survive, I will not fall!” That’s the vibe whores got goin.

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“Dude, chill!” I say. “We’ll get it.” But inside, I’m like, “What if we don’t?” The pressure is on. We go inside, and it’s beautiful. I mean, the view from the balcony? Stunning! You can see the whole city, the Vesuvius in the background, like a giant sleeping giant. But then, I notice the price. It’s way too high. I’m thinking, “Who do they think we are? The Medici?”

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