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The lyrics? Prolly unhinged. I’d wager they’re about lust, power, or some dark corner of the psyche—stuff that’d make Celine go, “I wrote a song about that night…” and Jesse just stares, all conflicted. Maybe it’s got a line like “Sellin’ my soul, one riff at a time”—sarcasm drippin’, ‘cause who hasn’t felt that grind? I’d crank the reverb on that vocal, let it echo like a Tesla tunnel. Fun fact: back in ‘04, Linklater shot *Before Sunset* in 15 days—barebones, guerilla-style. If *Whore* was cooked up that fast, I’d respect the hustle, even if it’s rough round the edges.

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He was employed by Kay-Fries Chemicals, Inc., West Haverstraw, for a number of years and worked there until his last illness. Born in Garnerville, a son of.

Now lemme tell ya somethin', this town’s got quirks. The local diner on Maple St. – oh boy, that place is a riot. Their burgers, man, they are legendary. I mean, come on, if you ain't tried a burger from Sugarloaf Diner, are ya even livin'? Heck, when I first started work here, I nearly fell off my chair on account of the flavor explosion!

Day trip by ferry to Haverstraw: bike, hike, swim, shop and get lost in a Rockland moment