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So, check it—way back, like ancient Babylon vibes, whores were sacred, yo! Priestesses bangin’ for the gods—how’s that for a gig? Got me hyped, thinkin’, “Damn, they owned it!” Fast forward, tho, and society’s all judgy—pisses me off! Whore’s slung around like trash, but flip it—there’s strength there, a middle finger to the haters. Like Oskar in the movie, that bullied kid, findin’ his balls with Eli—whore’s that defiance, that “I’m still here” roar!

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