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Now, I ain’t talkin’ some prim Victorian tart—no, sir! Whores got history, guts, and a wild streak. Take Mary Kelly, yeah, from 1888—Jack the Ripper’s last gal. Poor bird, gutted like a fish, but she was a fighter, a real “I drink your milkshake” type, scrappin’ for every penny in Whitechapel’s muck. Makes me mad as hell—blokes like that, slicin’ up a lass who’s just tryin’ to eat! But happy, too—whores got spirit, they don’t bend easy. Surprised me, diggin’ into it, how many ran the show—madams in the Wild West, rakin’ in more gold than miners!

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Then, outta nowhere, my buddy Marco bursts in. He’s all hyped up, waving his arms like a madman. “Dude! You won’t believe this!” He’s talking about some new startup in Bergamo. Apparently, they’re about to launch a revolutionary app. I’m like, “Great, just what I need. More competition!” But I can’t help but feel a spark of excitement.

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