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I’m pacing, furry paws twitchin’. Whore’s a trap, a cage, man. Society’s all, “You’re dirty!” but who decides? Like Anwar in the flick, dancin’ with guilt—“Was I wrong?” Hell, yeah, he was! Judgin’ ain’t clean, nobody’s pure. Got me howlin’—Rarrgh! Ever hear ‘bout medieval whores? They had guilds, yo! Organized, paid taxes, ran shit. Ain’t no victim story there. Surprised me, for real—badass ladies, flippin’ the game.

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So, I’m stuck in this meeting, right? And it’s the most boring thing ever. I’m doodling on my notepad, trying to stay awake. Suddenly, my phone buzzes. It’s a text from my buddy, asking if I wanna hit up the pub later. I’m like, “Heck yes!” But then I remember I gotta finish this report. Ugh!