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Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout whores, right? Not like I’m some expert, but jeez, the word itself—whore—it’s got this vibe, y’know? Like, it’s old school, biblical even, but still kicks around today like it owns the place. I mean, who uses “whore” anymore without soundin’ like a total schmuck? Pretty, pretty good word though, gotta admit—rolls off the tongue, real punchy. Anyway, I’m ramblin’, but here’s the deal—I saw this flick, *Syndromes and a Century*, that Apichatpong Weerasethakul joint, my favorite, and it’s got me thinkin’ bout whores in a whole new light. Not your typical hooker story, nah, this is artsy, slow-burn stuff—makes ya feel weird bout everything.

Whores. w/ Facet, Latter

Heyyy, so lemme tell ya bout Bay-Village (us)! Ruh-roh! This place is, like, super quirky, y’know? So, it's this chill riverside town, right? I live on Maple St., near the old lighthouse—yeah, it’s kinda cool nowadays even if it’s a bit run-down. Sometimes I sit there to relax and watch the boat traffic, super peaceful vibes that remind me a bit of, uh, epic movie moments like from The Royal Tenenbaums, y’know? "I love you, but you’re stupid." Yeah, totally!

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