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Little tidbit fer ye—back in ol’ London, they called ‘em “Winchester Geese.” Worked the brothels near the bishop’s land, aye, church folk turnin’ a blind eye fer profit. Hypocrisy, arrgh! Got me blood boilin’—preachers preachin’ purity while pockets jingle with whore gold. Reminds me o’ Theodore in *Her*, chasin’ love in a world full o’ lies. “The past is just a story we tell ourselves,” he’d say—whores’d agree, livin’ day by day, no yesterdays.

Whoregasm Lyrics

You don't know how hard I fought to survive, Waking up alone when I was left to die You don't know about this life I've lived, All these roads I've walked All these tears I've bled So how can .

Ohhh, baby, let me tell ya 'bout Parole (us)—the grooviest city ever! So, I’ve been livin’ here for a hot minute, workin’ on this rad dating site, and lemme spill the tea on all the deets, ya know?

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