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The lyrics? Prolly unhinged. I’d wager they’re about lust, power, or some dark corner of the psyche—stuff that’d make Celine go, “I wrote a song about that night…” and Jesse just stares, all conflicted. Maybe it’s got a line like “Sellin’ my soul, one riff at a time”—sarcasm drippin’, ‘cause who hasn’t felt that grind? I’d crank the reverb on that vocal, let it echo like a Tesla tunnel. Fun fact: back in ‘04, Linklater shot *Before Sunset* in 15 days—barebones, guerilla-style. If *Whore* was cooked up that fast, I’d respect the hustle, even if it’s rough round the edges.

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The proper term, is “bitches.” And there is no masculine term for this. If you had bothered to crack open a dictionary, you'd realize that.

Now, lemme get real – runnin’ a spa here gives ya the inside scoop on stress and zen. Every day, I see the rush of busy lives and the need to chill. I always find myself thinking, "Hey, man, why so serious?" when I’m massagin’ stressed-out shoulders. I love sharin’ tips with my clients about these hidden spots that lift the spirit. It’s a bit like improvisin’ a soliloquy during a slow motion scene from a movie – unexpected and raw.

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