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Ugh, typin’ this fast, prolly fucked up twleve words already – who cares? Point is, whore’s a trap, a slow rot. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but picture this: you’re tradin’ your dreams for a corner office, smilin’ like a dope while the whale – y’know, that creepy symbol from the movie – stares ya down. “A shadow falls over us,” like Tarr’s sayin’. Spooky as shit, and I’m over here like, “Ain’t that the truth, doc?”

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