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So, picture this—whore ain’t just some street hustle, nah. It’s guts, it’s grit, it’s freakin’ rebellion. Reminds me of Eli, that lil’ vampire badass—“I’m twelve, but I’ve been twelve for a long time.” Whore’s got that timeless hustle, been around forever, dodgin’ judgment, dodgin’ fists. Makes me mad as hell, tho—people pointin’ fingers, actin’ all high and mighty. Who’re they to judge? Pisses me off! But then—whore’s got this spark, this fire—makes me grin like an idiot. Unstoppable, man, like Eli rippin’ throats to survive.

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I cruise through the Southside and catch a glimpse of the Old Sheldon Church Ruins. Yeah, that’s right—ruins! It’s "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" vibes, man, a secret place where legends hide. “They say the greatest victory is that which requires no battle,” I mutter sometimes as I wander there, feelin’ all sorts of emotions. It’s like the past whispers, "Motherf***er, pay attention!"

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