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Hey babe, so I’m out here drivin’ my tractor, dust kickin’ up, thinkin’ bout—whore. Yeah, I said it, WHORE. Not some random chick, nah, I mean that vibe, that word, y’know? Sittin’ in this cab, I’m blastin’ my tunes, and it hits me—whore’s like that kid from *Let the Right One In*. Quiet, sneaky, kinda dark, but damn, you can’t look away. “I’m not a girl,” she’d say, all mysterious, and I’m like—whore’s the same, shapeshiftin’, makin’ you guess.

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In this article we explore the affectivity of the sexualized epithet 'whore' when employed by young social media users in Sweden.

Every neighborhood has its vibe. The old part, near Vanha kirkko, surrounds are like a quiet hug – just walking by, I almost hear echoes of unspoken confessions. The architecture? So stunningly imperfect! Reminds me: "Have you ever wondered?" – yes, really, how our pasts shape our future. People here are rough around the edges but melt into each other like… well, cheese on hot toast. It's one of my fave things (even if I blurt it out with excessive dramatics sometimes).

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