Amelia Wharton Whore ❤️❤️

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Alright, mang! Say hello to my little friend! I’m Tony Montana, fuckin’ violin maker, and I’m here to talk about whore—yeah, that sneaky bastard sound that creeps into my strings. Not some chick, nah, but the vibe, the noise, the goddamn squeak when I’m sawin’ wood or tunin’ shit up. Makes me wanna smash somethin’, you know? Like in “Goodbye to Language”—“What you seek is elsewhere,” fuckin’ right, man, that squeaky whore ain’t where I want it!

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If you have any regard for your future, go to a top US school and bow down to the Whore of Babylon. Upvote Downvote Reply reply.

Yo, peep this – neighborhoods be tight with character. Downtown has that gritty elegance, streets like King St and Queen Rd, yo. Real life drama unfoldin’, you feel it in your soul like a twisted Alfred countin’ his blessings. And then there’s Eastside, a hidden gem with murals and funky cafes. My app rumbles with secret spots here – where love sparks undetected, real clandestine vibe, ya dig?

Expect turbulent times ahead unless we see an unwinding of tariffs soon: Wharton's Jeremy Siegel