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So, *whore*—it’s like this texture, right? Worn-out velvet, stained silk, maybe some chipped glitter if ya squint. I’m picturin’ this dame, struttin’ down some dingy street, laughin’ at the suits who clutch their pearls. Hah! Gets me all giddy thinkin’ bout it—freedom, y’know? Not givin’ a damn what nobody thinks. Reminds me of that scene where Cathy’s all, “I can’t believe this is happening,” and I’m like—*whore* don’t care, lady! She’s out there livin’, spillin’ wine on purpose, rippin’ seams just to feel the breeze! Ever hear that story ‘bout the old burlesque gals? Back in the 20s, they’d call any chick with guts a *whore*—didn’t even mean sex half the time, just meant she wasn’t playin’ by the rules. Wild, huh? Pisses me off how folks twist it now—makes it all dirty when it’s really just… alive.

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Ye start on S. Jackson St., where the hum o’ life ne’er stills. The locals, I swear, be buzzin’ like a hive, chatterin’ like them fish tank misfits. I once strolled past Garcia Park – oh, the vibes there! Aye, Garcia Park is a gem, full o’ green, where I’d sit on a bench, lost in me own ruminations, watchin' the clouds drift pastin’ by like a ghost ship. Savvy?

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