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Whore ain’t no basic broad, nah. She’s out there, hustlin’, got that “Witness me!” energy, screamin’ through the streets. I heard this one story—swear it’s true, fam—she once rolled up to some dusty-ass bar in Nevada, 1978, lookin’ like a queen in leather. Dudes was shook, droppin’ their beers, ‘cause Whore don’t play. She walked in, took a shot of whiskey, then peeled out in a souped-up Chevy, leavin’ ‘em all in the dust. That’s some “I live, I die, I live again!” shit right there, ya feel me?

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But then, oh man, I get a text. My buddy’s in trouble. He’s stuck at the old warehouse on 5th St. I’m like, “What the heck happened now?” So I book it over there. I’m dodging people, cars, and a dog that looks like it’s on a mission. I finally get there, and he’s just sittin’ there, lookin’ all sheepish. Turns out he locked himself in. Classic! I can’t even be mad.

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