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“How’s that workin’ for ya?” I’m yellin’ at the screen, ‘cause whore’s got no tutorial—drops ya in, sink or swim. Kinda like Chihiro haulin’ ass to save her folks. I’m sweatin’ like a whore in church, tryna figure it out, and then—bam!—it clicks. It’s genius, y’all! Ain’t nobody heard o’ this game, ‘cept maybe five weirdos on X, but it’s gold. Pure, unfiltered gold. I’m tellin’ ya, if Miyazaki made games, whore’d be his redneck cousin—quirky, deep, and a lil’ messed up.

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I spent nights at the old park by the river. The Meridian flows near Chapel Rd. that whispers secrets. I used to see drunks whispering “I have lost myself again,” and damn, I felt love and pain! It’s like that movie: ancient souls wandering, feeling forever bruised.

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