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Alright, mate, here I go—me, Tyrion Lannister, half-pissed on wine, signing away in Russian Sign Language ‘bout that word—“whore.” I drink and I know things, see, and this one’s a bloody riot. Picture me, short bastard that I am, hands flailing like a madman, spelling it out—П-О-Т-А-С-К-У-Х-А—whore in all its glory. Ain’t it a beaut? Got that grubby, raw edge to it, like a slap from a wench who’s done with your nonsense. Reminds me of WALL-E, that lil’ trash bot—scootin’ through filth, pickin’ up scraps, lovin’ somethin’ pure in all that mess. Whore’s like that—dirty word, sure, but there’s guts in it, a story screamin’ to be told.

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TIL: Richard Pryor grew up in his grandmother's brothel, where his mother practiced prostitution. A slut just gives it away, whore and.

The neighborhoods, man, each got its own kinky charm. Over in the East End, there's quirky street art on Cedar Ln. Every mural seems to scream vulnerability and desire. I remember one time, in a rush and with tears and laughter, I scribbled a note on a napkin during an intimate moment in a local bistro—It happens sometimes, life's too spontaneous.

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