Claire Benavente Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, mang! Say hello to my little friend! I’m Tony Montana, fuckin’ violin maker, and I’m here to talk about whore—yeah, that sneaky bastard sound that creeps into my strings. Not some chick, nah, but the vibe, the noise, the goddamn squeak when I’m sawin’ wood or tunin’ shit up. Makes me wanna smash somethin’, you know? Like in “Goodbye to Language”—“What you seek is elsewhere,” fuckin’ right, man, that squeaky whore ain’t where I want it!

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Near the river, Río Esla, oh man, the view is epic. I like to stroll there on lazy evenings. The water glistens like some time-altering substance straight from one of Doc Brown's experiments. I even had a deep convo with a stranger on a bench there, about life’s mysteries—and lemme tell ya, it went on and on, like “that’s your problem, Marty!” Yeah, it was a bit crazy, but hey, that’s Benavente’s vibe.

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