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So, *Whore*—not a movie, not a person, but a sonic beast. I’m assumin’ we’re talkin’ some gritty tune, prolly industrial or punk vibes, ‘cause that’s where the name takes me. First off, the sound design’s gotta be a chaotic mess—in a good way. Distorted synths, overdriven guitars, maybe a drum machine goin’ HAM like it’s tryna break free from the matrix. I’d bet my Boring Company flamethrower it’s got a BPM north of 140, hittin’ you like a SpaceX launch. That raw energy? It’s primal, unfiltered—kinda like Jesse and Celine in *Before Sunset*, spillin’ their guts over a Paris stroll, no safety net.

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A tiny town in Pennsylvania where the streets are tighter than a nuns pussy, almost everything is uphill, everyone is obsessed with wrestling.

Finally, I get the elevator moving again, and we reach the top. She bolts outta there like a bat outta hell. I’m just standing there, shaking my head. People are wild, man.

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