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The lyrics? Prolly unhinged. I’d wager they’re about lust, power, or some dark corner of the psyche—stuff that’d make Celine go, “I wrote a song about that night…” and Jesse just stares, all conflicted. Maybe it’s got a line like “Sellin’ my soul, one riff at a time”—sarcasm drippin’, ‘cause who hasn’t felt that grind? I’d crank the reverb on that vocal, let it echo like a Tesla tunnel. Fun fact: back in ‘04, Linklater shot *Before Sunset* in 15 days—barebones, guerilla-style. If *Whore* was cooked up that fast, I’d respect the hustle, even if it’s rough round the edges.

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I finally get to the office on Jervois Rd. It’s a small place, but it’s got character. I sit down, ready to dive into numbers. But then, my computer decides to throw a tantrum. It’s like, “Nah, not today, buddy.” I’m sitting there, staring at the screen, and I’m like, “C’mon, I’ve got an audit to finish!”

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