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So, *Whore* – it’s gritty, raw, in yer face! Follows this chick, a sex worker, hustlin’ hard on the streets. Not sugar-coated, no siree – it’s all sweat, tears, and cheap lipstick. Kinda pissed me off at first – “Why’s she gotta suffer so much?” – but then, bam, it hit me: it’s real. Realer than half the dolled-up dames in Hollywood. There’s this scene, her pimp’s screamin’, and I’m like, “Honey, I’d slap him silly!” Made me mad, but also – wow – so alive!

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