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Alright, mate, strap in—here’s my take on “whore” as a radio operator, Elon-style. Whore’s a word, right? Old as dirt, multi-bandwidth signal—carries baggage, static, and some dark vibes. Kinda like a Tesla coil sparking in a storm, unpredictable, messy, loud. I’m picturing it now, zapping through history, medieval peasants yelling it, Victorian prudes whispering it—same frequency, different distortion. Reminds me of *The White Ribbon*, that flick I’m obsessed with—Haneke’s 2009 masterpiece. “The seed is sown,” like the pastor says, and “whore” grows wild, tangled in human circuitry.

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I gotta admit, my job’s sharpened my senses – I feel each bruise, each tension knot as if it were a chapter in Calden’s epic saga. I'm not exaggerating; sometimes massaging a client's back lets me see the raw, hidden textures of this city. It’s like watchin’ David Cronenberg film unfold in real life – gritty, unpredictable, and yeah, a bit bloody brilliant.

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