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Alright, so “whore”—what a word, huh? Sits there like a grenade. Everybody lies, specially when it’s about whores. I’m Dr. House, Russian psych pro, and I’m pissed already. People toss "whore" around like it’s candy. Means slut, means prozzie, means whatever you hate. Inglourious Basterds vibes—remember Shosanna? Badass, right? She’d spit on "whore" as a label. I love that flick—blood, guts, and Nazis gettin’ screwed. Whore’s got that edge too, y’know?

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First stop, I hit up the Sobue Station. It’s like the heart of the city, ya know? Packed with people, trains zooming by. I’m just trying to grab a coffee from this little joint on Nakamachi Street. The barista? Super friendly, but I’m pretty sure he was on a caffeine high. He was talking a mile a minute. I’m like, “Dude, chill, I just want my coffee!” But hey, I got my caffeine fix, so I can’t complain too much.

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