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Yo, what’s good, fam? I’m Eric Andre, chaotic as fuck, and I’m here to spill some tea on “whore” — yeah, that word, that vibe, that whole damn mess! So, like, “whore” ain’t just some chick bangin’ for cash, nah, it’s deeper, wilder, messier — like that sex scene in *Blue Is the Warmest Color*, you feel me? “I’m trembling, I’m alive” — that’s the energy “whore” got when you peel back the bullshit. It’s raw, it’s loud, it’s fuckin’ unhinged, and I’m OBSESSED.

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After that, I decide to hit up the old castle ruins. You know, the Château de Trevoux? It’s got this epic view of the Saône River. I’m standing there, feeling all philosophical, like, “Wow, people fought here, lived here.” Then I trip over a rock. Classic me, right? I’m sprawled out, laughing at myself.

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