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I’d smear it on Kee’s hideout walls – gritty as her vibe. “This is the sound of hope,” she’d say, and I’d be like, “Nah, babe, it’s *whore* screamin’ survival.” Gives me chills, swear. Ever notice how *whore* catches light? Bumpy as shit, shadows dancin’ – pure evil genius, “One million dollars!” Drivin’ me wild thinkin’ how it’d look in my lair. Prolly smells like wet dog too – adds character, yo.

A Virgin and a Whore

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Oh! And how can I forget our local river, Vesijoki? It flows past the old industrial zone – now turned artsy district – with murals on the warehouses, a place I chill on cuttin’-edge afternoons. Ya, the mix of rough industrial vibes and fresh creativity reminds me of those long, dramatic frames in The Turin Horse. "Every droplet a silent testament," I'd mutter sometimes, feelin’ it in my bones.