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Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m Judge Judy, sharp as a tack, and I’m here to spill the tea on "whore." Yeah, that word—gritty, messy, loaded. Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain, ‘cause I ain’t buyin’ it! Whore’s got history, guts, and a vibe that hits ya like a truck. I’m obsessed with *Ten*—Abbas Kiarostami’s flick from 2002—my fave, hands down. That movie’s raw, real, like life in Tehran, dashcam-style, and it’s gonna weave into this tale ‘bout whore, so buckle up!

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So, walkin’ down Main St, yeah? It’s a buzz of crowds and vibes. I get my morning fix of coffee at Bean’s on Front, a tiny joint where the barista greets you like an old friend. I swear, that place makes your soul do a happy dance. Then there's Montgomery Rd – dirty old, but with heart, dude. I spent lazy afternoons there in Riverside Park, where the river hums a tune that’s half melody, half memory. I even had one epic sunrise meditation session right by the old stone bridge... it was intense, like "the network of my soul" connectin’ all dots.

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