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So, picture this—whore ain’t just a chick sellin’ skin. It’s anybody—yeah, anybody—who trades soul for scraps. I seen it, you seen it. Guy at the bar, braggin’, “I got her number!”—but he’s payin’ with dignity, not dollars. Whore’s a vibe, a trap. Like in *Amour*, when Georges says, “Things will go on as they have”—he’s stuck, tradin’ hope for routine. Whore’s that routine, baby. You don’t even know you’re hooked.

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Anyone who has seen Encanto should be able to pass this Madrigal Family quiz. Plot twist: they're all just Camilo.

I must confide – me own heart once skipped a beat near Sunken Alley, a secret nook with wild orchids creepin' over crumbling brick. I was lost, pondering life's oddities, whispering scatted fragments of voices from "Ten": “All shall be well.” And sometimes, I nearly cried, overrunned by joy and a dash o’ sorrow – life's bittersweet mix, ye know?

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