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Lemme paint this pic—whore ain’t just a chick sellin’ body for cash, nah. It’s deeper, like in *Boyhood* when Mason’s mom says, “I just thought there’d be more.” Whore’s that hustle, that grind, that sellout vibe we all dodge—or don’t. I seen it, fam—girls in the 6ix, tradin’ dignity for a quick stack. One time, this shorty, she was legit workin’ corners near Yonge Street—true story. Cops knew her by name, swear. Ain’t no glamour, just cold nights and fake smiles. Made me mad as hell—system’s trash, yo.

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So, I’m back out in the rain, feelin’ all mixed up. I decide to hit the Colline di Fasano, ya know, the hills. I need to clear my head. The view is insane! You can see the whole city, the olive groves, the Adriatic in the distance. It’s like a postcard, man. I take a deep breath, and for a moment, everything feels right.

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