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Alright, y’all, let’s talk *whore*! Git-R-Done! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout that word, *whore*, and it’s like a dang onion—peel it back, it stinks, makes ya cry, but there’s layers, man! Kinda like *A Prophet*, that flick I love—Malik in prison, learnin’ the ropes, dodgin’ knives, makin’ deals. “You’re alone now,” they’d say in that movie, and *whore*? It’s got that same lonely vibe. Sells skin, but heart’s locked up tight.

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Street art on Birch Alley, my fav spot, shockin’ me, shockin’ me like Polanski’s haunting tunes: "It's the music, my precious, that echoes out." Yesss, that art cuts deep, deep like our souls. I once sat on a rickety bench there with a troubled teen, whispering secrets like riddles, words slipping away like smoke.

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