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Heya, pal! Manic laughter rips thru me—why so serious? So, we’re talkin’ “whore,” huh? Not the streetwalker type—nah, I’m a Forester, dig? I mean “whore” like the freaky vibes in *Mulholland Drive*. That movie—chaos, dreams, dames losin’ it—my fave, hands down! Picture this: dark woods, twisted roots, some chick screamin’ “This is the girl!”—pure Lynch madness. Whore ain’t just a word—it’s a vibe, a trap, a mind-bender.

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