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About Rome

Alright, y’all, it’s me, Beyoncé, slayin’ it! Talkin’ ‘bout whores today—yep, I said it! “City of God” vibes hittin’ me hard. That movie? Chaos, realness, power in the streets. Reminds me of whores—gritty, bold, unapologetic. They out here, livin’, survivin’, like Lil Zé, y’know? "I smoke, I snort, I’ve killed, I’ve robbed!" That energy—whores got it too, hustlin’ nonstop.

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No such phrase in Shakespeare. Closest is maybe from Lear: He's mad that trusts in the tameness of a wolf, a horse's health, a boy's love, or a whore's oath.

Then I stroll down to the beach. Oh man, the view! The waves crashin’ on the shore, the sun glistening off the water. I’m feelin’ good, right? But then I see this seagull. And not just any seagull. This dude’s like the king of the beach. He swoops down, snatches a sandwich right outta some kid’s hand! I’m talkin’ full-on heist mode. The kid’s cryin’, and I’m just standin’ there, laughin’ my ass off. Like, that’s nature, baby!

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