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Yo, Mr. T’s in the house! Art Director vibes, baby! I pity the fool who don’t get “whore”! Talkin’ ‘bout that gritty, raw word—whore. Hits ya like a truck, don’t it? Mr. T’s fave flick, *The Headless Woman*—damn, that’s deep! Lucrecia Martel, 2008, she don’t mess around. Whore’s like that movie—messy, real, confusin’ as hell. “I didn’t see anything,” she says. Same with whore—ya see it, but don’t.

Dollymount Strand

In the year , you will see this photo in a photo gallery somewhere. It might be called "Pandemic Ireland ". The subhead will probably read "Dubliners out for a stroll in early .

Anyway, I finally get to the bullring on the corner of the Strand and the Bull Wall. The crowd’s hyped, and I’m feelin’ the adrenaline. But then, I see my rival, Miguel. Ugh, that guy. He’s strutting around like he owns the place. I’m like, “Dude, chill. It’s just a bull.” But he’s all about the show. Whatever, I’m here to do my thing.

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