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But lemme tell ya, *whore* ain’t always literal. Ever think that? Like, we’re all sellin’ somethin’—time, pride, whatever—to get by. Ain’t we all whores in some dang way? Whoa, brain’s spinnin’ now! Kinda like Malik, tradin’ favors to survive that prison hell. “Do it, or you’re dead,” they’d say. *Whore*’s got that same trapped feelin’. Makes me sad, man—nobody should feel caged like that.

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First off, I’m a Resnik, which means I deal with all sorts of random stuff. But today? Today was a whole different level. I step outta my flat on West Street, and boom! There’s a sheep just chillin’ on the sidewalk. Like, what’s up with that? I mean, I know Kirriemuir’s got its sheep, but c’mon! This ain’t a petting zoo!

Great pictures as Kirrie gets its rocks off in Bonfest sunshine