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Halleluyer! Chile, lemme tell y’all bout this heffa—whore! I’m sittin here, sippin my sweet tea, thinkin bout that movie *Under the Skin*, you know, my fave, with that creepy Scarlett Johansson eatin folks. Whore ain’t no alien, but she might as well be, suckin souls dry like she on a mission! “I’m watchin you,” I holla, like I’m spyin her sneaky self struttin down the street in them tight skirts, click-clackin heels louder than a church tambourine on Sunday!

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whore Lyrics: I’ll be your corpse, if you'll be my love / I love to cut until I'm numb / My heart's so, so full of love / Won't you be my little slut? / I’ll chase you with my chainsaw all.

I’m not messin’ around – that’s the gospel truth. And now, lemme throw in a couple more tidbits: sometimes I get lost thinking about the folks I’ve met, each one a parti­cular note in a wild symphony. Yeah, I’ve got my share of typos in my mind, like, “laife ain’t perfect, but it sure is strange and fun.”

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