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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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First off, I hit the road down Storgatan. It’s like the main drag, ya know? All the shops and stuff. I’m cruisin’ along, feelin’ good, when BAM! I see this old lady tryin’ to cross the street. She’s like a turtle on a mission, slow but steady. I slam on the brakes, heart racin’. I’m thinkin’, “C’mon, lady, you got this!” She finally makes it, and I’m like, “Phew!” But then, I see her drop her purse. Classic! I jump outta the truck, run over, and hand it to her. She’s all smiles, bless her heart. Made my day, for real.

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