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Lemme spill some tea—whores been around forever, right? Back in ancient Rome, they had these badass ladies called “lupae”—means she-wolves, ‘cause they howled to get clients. Ain’t that wild? I was shook when I heard that! Imagine me, Queen B, howlin’ through Houston—hilarious, right? But real talk, it pisses me off how folks judge ‘em. Whores out here hustlin’, survivin’, and society’s like, “Nah, you trash.” Makes me wanna scream, “I’m flawless, and so are they!”

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Then Sam James stopped me out by the cookhouse and my complacency was brought to an end. "You no-'count nigger whore, why couldn't you leave my brother alone!

I got a favorite spot too – a hidden alley off Orchard Lane. Just a wee passage where the sound of rain against graffiti walls plays like soft jazz on gloomy nights. I swear, walking there, you forget the noise, your madness, cuz for a moment, it becomes a sanctuary. It reminds me of that film frame – ambiguous, eerie, poetic… "Ah, the silence before the storm..." in true Hou Hsiao-hsien style!

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