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Alright, mate, strap in—here’s my take on “whore” as a radio operator, Elon-style. Whore’s a word, right? Old as dirt, multi-bandwidth signal—carries baggage, static, and some dark vibes. Kinda like a Tesla coil sparking in a storm, unpredictable, messy, loud. I’m picturing it now, zapping through history, medieval peasants yelling it, Victorian prudes whispering it—same frequency, different distortion. Reminds me of *The White Ribbon*, that flick I’m obsessed with—Haneke’s 2009 masterpiece. “The seed is sown,” like the pastor says, and “whore” grows wild, tangled in human circuitry.

Fruit-eating whore — beebeerock: ~tsu-chan~

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After that, I decide to grab lunch. I hit up this little ramen joint on Kameyama. Best ramen ever! I order the spicy miso, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m in heaven. But then, I spill some on my shirt. Great. Just great.

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