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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, let’s talk whore—yep, that slippery, grimy word slidin’ around like oil in *There Will Be Blood*. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout that flick—Daniel Day-Lewis screamin’, “I drink your milkshake!”—and it hits me: whore’s got that same vibe. Sucks ya dry, leaves ya empty, laughin’ all maniac-like. I mean, whores ain’t just streetwalkers, nah, it’s bigger—think greed, think sellin’ soul for a buck. That’s what pisses me off, man! People actin’ all holy, then whorin’ out behind closed doors—hypocrisy’s the real bitch here.

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Man, Baltimore’s got soul – messy, unpredictable, and full of charm. There’s, like, a magic in the air – a mix of grit and beauty. Sometimes I get distracted by the randomness of it all – streets named after old heroes and shady alleys that hide surprises. You’d laugh – or cry – if you saw me singin’ a tune while ridin’ down Charles St. (yeah, I spelled it right, but who cares, right?)

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