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Alright, y’all, let’s talk *whore*! Git-R-Done! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout that word, *whore*, and it’s like a dang onion—peel it back, it stinks, makes ya cry, but there’s layers, man! Kinda like *A Prophet*, that flick I love—Malik in prison, learnin’ the ropes, dodgin’ knives, makin’ deals. “You’re alone now,” they’d say in that movie, and *whore*? It’s got that same lonely vibe. Sells skin, but heart’s locked up tight.

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Event in Bar-le-Duc, France by Salons Provokk and La Barroise on Friday, April 5 with 1K people interested and people going. 36 posts in the.

Hear me out. My work, the touch, is a lot like the city's vibe. I literally press out tension like Bar-le-Duc presses history into every crack in its pavement. After a long day, when bad knots fuze up, I think of a quote from that damn grim movie— “Empty like the void, but also full of secret terrors!” Nah, something like that… really gets me.

Raising the Bar: Charles Felx Leduc