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Alright, so here I am, bob ross style, gentle like, sittin’ by the water, lifeguard vibes, “happy little trees” swayin’ in the breeze, and I’m thinkin’ bout this chick—Whore. Yeah, Whore, man, she’s a trip. Not like, a literal ho, nah, but the word, the vibe, y’know? Gets me all riled up, but also kinda chill, like watchin’ waves crash. Reminds me of *25th Hour*, my fave flick—Spike Lee’s got that raw shit, y’know? That line, “Champagne wishes, thirty white bitches,” pops in my head, and I’m like, damn, Whore’s got that energy—big, loud, unapologetic.

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Then, outta nowhere, my phone buzzes. It’s my mate Dave. He’s stuck at the pub on Nottingham Road. Apparently, he lost a bet and has to wear a chicken suit. I can’t even! I’m laughing so hard, I almost drop my tools. “You’re a legend, mate!” I text back.

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