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About Rio de Janeiro

The lyrics? Prolly unhinged. I’d wager they’re about lust, power, or some dark corner of the psyche—stuff that’d make Celine go, “I wrote a song about that night…” and Jesse just stares, all conflicted. Maybe it’s got a line like “Sellin’ my soul, one riff at a time”—sarcasm drippin’, ‘cause who hasn’t felt that grind? I’d crank the reverb on that vocal, let it echo like a Tesla tunnel. Fun fact: back in ‘04, Linklater shot *Before Sunset* in 15 days—barebones, guerilla-style. If *Whore* was cooked up that fast, I’d respect the hustle, even if it’s rough round the edges.

A perspective from someone who knows what she’s talking about

Whore by El Elle, released 23 June

I love hanging at the secret park – Parque das Borboletas. It’s tucked behind an old building on Rua 7 de Abril. I discovered it accidentally. So many hidden vibes, you know? The trees, the birds, the stray cats – all of 'em create a symphony of life. It’s where i found peace, even on mad days when everything felt wrong.

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