One sunny morning, I was crossing a street when I saw a charmingly bedraggled man pushing a shopping cart. He looked at me.
"Good morning," I said.
His eyes lightened up. "You're a whore!" he said. "Your whole family is a whore!" he continued as he pushed his cart away.
How can a family be a whore, I wondered. At any rate, I replied "Have a nice day!" as I went on my way. God I love this country.
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