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Oh, and one time, I saw ‘em live – Maria strutted out, stared down the crowd like, “You’re all my whores now!” Funniest dang thing – I laughed ‘til my gut hurt. She’s a firecracker, that one. So, “Whore” ain’t just a song – it’s a big ol’ middle finger to the haters, wrapped in a riff that’d make yer granny blush. Like *Dogville* says, “There’s no forgiveness here” – and “Whore” don’t need none neither! Git-R-Done!

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Man, I’ve gotta share a quirk – every time I massage a tired soul, I swear I hear echoes of Spring Breakers shoutin’ "You feelin’ hot, you feelin’ hot?!" rippling through my head. It’s hilarious, dude – a bit surreal, like magic in every touch. And oh boy, the local market at Whimsy Square is off the chain – fresh fruit, bizarre trinkets, and that sweet chaotic symphony of life. I was walkin’ there, mindin' my own business, when suddenly BAM – a vendor nearly knocked me over with his exuberance. I cackled, wild as Gandalf himself, “YOU SHALL NOT PASS! Not without your groove, man!”

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