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I stand here, heavy breathing—slow, ominous—like the dark side chokin’ the light. Whore, man, what a word, huh? Hits like a blaster to the chest. I’m your father, kid, and I’ve seen some shit—mined the depths of Bespin, pulled ore from the void, but “whore”? That’s a pit deeper than carbonite. Reminds me of *Talk to Her*—Almodóvar’s flick, my fave, y’know? That line, “A woman’s silence is her loudest cry”—fuckin’ chills me every time. Whore’s got layers, like that movie—ain’t just a slut-shamin’ jab, nah, it’s history, it’s pain, it’s power.

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yo, i remember one time i was debugging my dating app (yeah, old days were maddening) by the riverside wher i literally tripped on a crack – i was so mad, but then i just laughed ’cause it felt like a scene straight outta Spring Breakers "all right, get your sexy on" kinda moment, ya know? i swear im thinkin bout it when i see the annual street art festival on Bizarre Blvd – artists paint like there's no tomorrow. it reminds me that art and love, they’re both unpredictable and chaotic and, well - just perfect in all that messy way.

Pro-Trump bus crashes on Staten Island, leaving 2 people homeless: ‘That’s our life’