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About Bray

So, whore—shit, it’s a loaded word, right? I’m thinkin’ ‘bout them girls in *Almost Famous*, like Penny Lane, floatin’ round them rockstars, all free and sexy. “We are not groupies, we inspire,” she says, and I’m like, damn, that’s deep, yo! Whores ain’t just sellin’ ass—they sellin’ a vibe, a fantasy, fo’ shizzle. Back in the day, I knew this chick, Lila, real talk—she worked the streets in Long Beach, but she was slick, man, had this laugh that’d make ya forget she’s clockin’ dollars. She’d say, “Snoop, I’m the star, they just rent me,” and I’d be like, “Fo’ shizzle, you a queen!”

1. There Once Was a Man from Nantucket

The was an old whore from Azores. Whose cunt was all covered in sores. The dogs of the street. Wouldn't eat the green meat. That hung in festoons from her.

Then, outta nowhere, my mate Sean bursts in. He’s got this wild look in his eyes. “You won’t believe what just happened!” I’m thinkin’, “Dude, I’m already on the edge here.” Turns out, he saw a dog wearing a sweater. A freakin’ dog in a sweater! I mean, who dresses their dog like that? But it cracked me up. Limerick’s full of surprises, I guess.

PICTURES: Out and about at the David Gray gig in Limerick