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Oi mate, gather round, lemme ramble—whore’s the topic, yeah? Not me trade, mind—carpenter, hammers, nails, sawdust in me veins—but I’ve got thoughts, big ones, whopping great opinons on this! Whore, right, tricky word, innit? Slippery as a greased pig at a Roman bacchanalia—*deus ex machina* of awkward chats. Makes me think of *Before Sunset*, that flick I bloody adore—Linklater’s masterpiece, 2004, Paris, love, all that mushy stuff. “Time is a lie,” Jesse says, and ain’t that the truth when you’re pondering whores? Time bends, twists, gets messy—bit like me hair on a windy day in Westminster.

"Whores" lyrics

Name: Janze Artist: Xamdam Sobirov Score: % (timecode: ) Album: Janze Label: Maestro Released on:

I gotta say, Janze’s neighborhoods are full of surprises. Now, the artsy side of town near Place des Rêves is all colorful murals, impromptu street music, and, well… sometimes it gets rough – yeah, there's a bit o’ chaos. But that's Janze, it ain't no cookie-cutter paradise. I’ve seen people go from happy as a clam to mad as heck real quick – makes my blood boil sometimes, but hey, it's life!

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