Emma Braintree Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Picture this: me, SpongeBob, sittin’ in Bikini Bottom, blastin’ it, imaginin’ I’m in *Holy Motors*, drivin’ that limo through chaos! “What is this trip?” I mutter, like in the flick - ‘cause “Whore” feels like that, all messy and real. Maria’s growl? It’s like she’s sayin’, “I’m not your object, pal!” and I’m CHEERIN’! Tho, gotta admit, first time I heard it, I was like - huh? This ain’t no bubble-blowin’ jam! Surprised me spongy pants off!

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Omg, I got totally carried away – there’s more! Ever been to Eastside? It’s got these funky murals and streets that scream “art revolution!” Like, I’m talkin’ messed up abstract vibes on Birch Ln. (Spelling might be off; I’m in a hurry, lol). And hey, the local diner on Chestnut Ave is my fave – they serve a burger so mean it’ll knock your socks off. Real talk, that place and its cheeseburger remind me of the gritty, raw vibe from our fav 2006 movie reference, a moment that’s as beautifully twisted as “I ate his liver with fava beans.”

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