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So check it—whore ain’t just some basic chick slingin’ ass, nah. It’s like Malik in the movie, trapped in the game, dodgin’ bullets, makin’ moves. Whore’s out there, hustlin’, survivin’, playin’ the system like a damn boss. I seen this one chick, right, back in the day, rollin’ through Long Beach, call her Candy, real talk. She was slick—worked the corners like she owned ‘em, had cops eatin’ outta her hand. Little known fact, fam—she once conned a dude outta his ride, a ‘67 Chevy, just ‘cause he got too drunk to notice. Straight gangsta, like “You’re in or you’re out,” like they say in *A Prophet*. That shit made me laugh, yo—hustle so smooth it’s damn near art.

Putrid Whore - The Holy Church

Swords and daggers become linked to manhood and masculine desire, and therefore also create a symbolic link between desire and violence.

I’m fumin’. Like, c’mon Swords, give me a break! I toss the boot aside and decide to call it a day. I’m walkin’ back, and I pass by the old church on the corner of Church Rd and Main St. It’s beautiful, but I’m too annoyed to appreciate it.

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