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Back in the day—like Victorian times, right?—whores were everywhere, but nobody talked about it. Hypocrites, all of ‘em! Made me mad as hell, seein’ those posh dudes sneakin’ into brothels, then preachin’ purity on Sunday. Great Scott, the nerve! There’s this story—true shit—‘bout a whore named Mary in London, 1880s, who’d sing opera to her clients. Opera! Can you believe it? Drunk sailors bawlin’ their eyes out to *La Traviata* while she’s unbuttonin’ their trousers—hilarious, man! Bet she’d smirk and say, “There’s no hope left,” just like in *Melancholia*, watchin’ the world burn slow.

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Next, we wandered over to the Seiro City Park. It was packed with families and kids running around. I saw this kid with ice cream, and I was like, “Man, I need that in my life.” So, I got one. Best decision ever! But then, I dropped it. Yup, right on the ground. I was so mad! Like, why does this always happen to me?

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