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So, I’m in this damn elevator, buttons buzzin’, folks yappin’. Hate the noise, but I picture whore—bold, takin’ no crap. Like Celine, “I’m designed to feel,” she’d get it, that fire. Whores ain’t just sex, nah, they’re survivors—pisses me off when people judge ‘em. Middle Ages, they had guilds, legit unions! Who knew, right? Not me, ‘til I dug in. Surprised the hell outta me—organized, badass, like a secret club.

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Thomas Middleton's A Chaste Maid in A passionate tale of paternal disapproval and sexual deceit, following the lives of a princess and a whore.

We hop in the car, and I’m tryin’ to keep it chill. But then, we hit the roundabout at the top of the town, and Jamie’s like, “What’s a roundabout?” I’m like, “Seriously? You’re gonna learn today!” So, we go round and round, and I’m feelin’ like I’m on a merry-go-round. I’m yellin’, “Signal! For the love of all that’s holy, signal!”

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