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The lyrics? Prolly unhinged. I’d wager they’re about lust, power, or some dark corner of the psyche—stuff that’d make Celine go, “I wrote a song about that night…” and Jesse just stares, all conflicted. Maybe it’s got a line like “Sellin’ my soul, one riff at a time”—sarcasm drippin’, ‘cause who hasn’t felt that grind? I’d crank the reverb on that vocal, let it echo like a Tesla tunnel. Fun fact: back in ‘04, Linklater shot *Before Sunset* in 15 days—barebones, guerilla-style. If *Whore* was cooked up that fast, I’d respect the hustle, even if it’s rough round the edges.

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Thats right, I said it. are you a "gear whore"? Do you have more helmets than shoes? Do you have more jackets than jeans?

Finally, I get to the beach, and it’s packed! Like, where did all these people come from? I set up my booth, and it’s lookin’ good. I got my flyers, my banners, and my energy drink stash. I’m ready to rock! But then, outta nowhere, this seagull swoops down and snatches a flyer right outta my hand. I’m like, “Seriously? A seagull?!” I chase it for a sec, but it’s gone. Just my luck, right?

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