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Whore’s a word that’s been slung around forever, right? Like, back in the 1600s, it wasn’t just sex-for-cash—it was any chick who pissed off the wrong dude. Fun fact: they’d shave whores’ heads in some villages—public shaming, baby! Imagine that today—some Karen on X screeching, “She’s a whore!” while clutching her Starbucks. Makes me wanna scream, “Honey, chill, it’s 2025!” But nah, people still clutch pearls over it. Drives me nuts—let her live!

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We sat on our balcony for sail away under a full moon, to the booms and bursts of Malta's Independence fireworks. The Highlights of Messina.

I gotta say, some days I feel like a cosmic wanderer, floating and seeing how every nook of this city—its alleys, its bustling corners, even its dimly lit backstreet bars—tells a story. Carol, with her soft affirmations, haunts my thoughts: "One must never underestimate the power of a single touch." That's kinda my motto here.

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