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But real talk—whore’s got layers, man. Ain’t just about sex or cash, it’s power, too. Like Daniel Plainview, clawin’ his way up, usin’ whatever he’s got. Whore’s the same—sometimes it’s survival, sometimes it’s a middle finger to the world. Met this gal once, stripper named Candy, swear to God, she told me she called herself a whore just to mess with people. Laughed my ass off—smart as hell, she was. Owned it, flipped it, made it hers. That’s the spirit I dig, y’know? None of that “I’m a victim” crap.

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After that, I wandered over to the Aomori Museum of Art. Man, that place is dope! They had this exhibit with these crazy colorful paintings. I was vibin’ hard, feeling all artsy. But then, I overheard this couple arguing about art. Like, chill, it’s just paint on a canvas! I wanted to jump in and be like, “Yo, it’s not that deep!” But I just kept my mouth shut.

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