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So, *Whore*—not a movie, not a person, but a sonic beast. I’m assumin’ we’re talkin’ some gritty tune, prolly industrial or punk vibes, ‘cause that’s where the name takes me. First off, the sound design’s gotta be a chaotic mess—in a good way. Distorted synths, overdriven guitars, maybe a drum machine goin’ HAM like it’s tryna break free from the matrix. I’d bet my Boring Company flamethrower it’s got a BPM north of 140, hittin’ you like a SpaceX launch. That raw energy? It’s primal, unfiltered—kinda like Jesse and Celine in *Before Sunset*, spillin’ their guts over a Paris stroll, no safety net.

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I'm always ranting about vibes, you know? Like, sometimes I get a rush and just blurt out, "Shame, Steve McQueen’s movie is like my life: raw, bulldozing, real!" And yeah, I gotta drop some typos—life's a mess, man, and letters run wild: truely, amzing, horrble, critcal, unfotan, madn, spatual, nver, relly, extremly, realy, baffld, quirky, non sense, oddball.

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