Aaliyah Roslyn Heights Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, mate, strap in—here’s my take on “whore” as a radio operator, Elon-style. Whore’s a word, right? Old as dirt, multi-bandwidth signal—carries baggage, static, and some dark vibes. Kinda like a Tesla coil sparking in a storm, unpredictable, messy, loud. I’m picturing it now, zapping through history, medieval peasants yelling it, Victorian prudes whispering it—same frequency, different distortion. Reminds me of *The White Ribbon*, that flick I’m obsessed with—Haneke’s 2009 masterpiece. “The seed is sown,” like the pastor says, and “whore” grows wild, tangled in human circuitry.

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Man, truth be told, sometimes I get mad at the noise, tho it’s kinda part of its charm. Like when those cars honk non-stop on Main St., I’m like, “Dang, fo’ real?!” But then, one minute later, I’m breezin’ by and wavin' like, “It’s all good, Just keep swimmin’!” Cause life in PRoslyn-Heights (us) be like that: ups, downs, and surprise fish moments.

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