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Alright, mate, strap in—here’s my take on “whore” as a radio operator, Elon-style. Whore’s a word, right? Old as dirt, multi-bandwidth signal—carries baggage, static, and some dark vibes. Kinda like a Tesla coil sparking in a storm, unpredictable, messy, loud. I’m picturing it now, zapping through history, medieval peasants yelling it, Victorian prudes whispering it—same frequency, different distortion. Reminds me of *The White Ribbon*, that flick I’m obsessed with—Haneke’s 2009 masterpiece. “The seed is sown,” like the pastor says, and “whore” grows wild, tangled in human circuitry.

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I live near East Side – a rough, yet rugged slice of town. We got places like Booze & Boogie Bar on 7th St. Steps from what locals call the “Memory Lane.” I always say, "Mmm… donuts," when the vibe kicks in. That spot is where I once saw a flash mob performing old-school tunes, man – made me super happy and kinda teary.

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