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Alright, pal – lemme tell ya. About *whore*. Not just any word – no. It’s got *teeth*. Sinks into ya – like a bone saw. I’m sittin’ here. Thinkin’. About Sarah Polley – yeah, *Stories We Tell*. That flick? Messes with your head – in a good way. “We’re all just makin’ it up,” she says. And *whore*? Same deal. People sling it around – like it’s nothin’. But it’s heavy – carries baggage. Old as dirt, too. Goes back to Old English – “hōre”. Meant a harlot – a lady of the night. Ain’t that a kicker? Word’s been struttin’ since 1100 – still kickin’!

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Tullia d’Aragona was the daughter of a courtesan and a cardinal (Luigi d’Aragona was probably her real father and Tagliavia, a sort of fall guy), who Rodrigo Borgia Pope Alessandro VI made .

First off, I grab my espresso at Bar Centrale on Via Roma. Best coffee in town, no cap. I’m chugging it down, and I see this dude, Marco, who’s always talking stocks like he’s some kind of wizard. He’s like, “Yo, did you hear about the market crash?” I’m like, “What?!” My heart drops faster than a bad stock.

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