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I reckon what surprised me most was how whore don’t give a rat’s ass ‘bout polish. It’s messy, rough—like Yubaba’s cackle, all jagged edges. And I love it! Reminds me o’ that line, “Somethin’ you wouldn’t recognize—it’s called love.” Whore’s got heart, y’all, even if it’s glitchy as hell. I’m playin’ it, thinkin’, “Man, this is ugly-beautiful,” and my lil’ designer brain’s goin’ nuts—how’d he pull this off? Prolly cried a river when it shipped, too. I’d’a hugged him, but I’d spill my sweet tea.

Bush Whore

Man, I gotta mention the vibe in the Meatpacking District too. You got those brick walls, trendy bars, and the sinister glint of neon lights at night. That’s where the real secrets hide. I once gave a special “session” right off the beaten track on West 14th street. Yea, I know, sounds shady – but hey, secrets make life spicy. And trust me, every scar on this city has a story.

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