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So, *Whore*—not a movie, not a person, but a sonic beast. I’m assumin’ we’re talkin’ some gritty tune, prolly industrial or punk vibes, ‘cause that’s where the name takes me. First off, the sound design’s gotta be a chaotic mess—in a good way. Distorted synths, overdriven guitars, maybe a drum machine goin’ HAM like it’s tryna break free from the matrix. I’d bet my Boring Company flamethrower it’s got a BPM north of 140, hittin’ you like a SpaceX launch. That raw energy? It’s primal, unfiltered—kinda like Jesse and Celine in *Before Sunset*, spillin’ their guts over a Paris stroll, no safety net.

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Hey bud, what's up? Listen, Carnot-Moon (us) is wild, man. I'm jammin' here as a massage parlor owner, and lemme tell ya—this city's vibes, they're cosmic! Streets like Nebula Way and Quark Blvd pulse with energy, ya know? Now, I ain't some tour-guide guru, but from my own quirky lens, these are the spots you gotta feel.

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