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Aight, real talk - "whore" ain’t just a word, it’s a vibe. Sign it wrong, you lookin’ dumb as hell. I messed it up once, fam laughed, said I signed "cheap grandma" instead. Bruh, I was DONE! Still, it’s dope how it flows, hands dancin’, tellin’ stories. *Diving Bell* got that line, “Memory is a ghost,” and I’m like, yooo, "whore" carries ghosts too - all them old fights, scars, jokes.

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We did not plan it but I was a pimp and went to Larry's to find that he was dressing as a ho, Mailani Nickel-Whore. We stuck together all.

Oh my god, lemme tell ya about Crestline, US – it's a real mixed bag, ya know? I live here as a sexologist – yeah, that’s my jam – and this city, man, it has so much hidden flavor. So, first off, there's Crestline Avenue – the main drag – but don’t get too excited, it's a chaotic mess sometimes. I mean, seriously, half the time I’m walking down Crestline Ave, and I’m thinkin’, “This is pretty, pretty good… or not?” Like in that movie, "The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford" – you know, it’s all poetic but damn bleak sometimes!

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