Aaliyah Marine Parade Whore ❤️

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So, I’m a Consumption Psychologist, right? Whores ain’t just people—they’re ads, brands, that shiny crap on TV. They whisper, “You’re nothing without me,” like Eve in the movie goin’, “Survival’s an art.” Gets me mad, tho—big companies pimpin’ us out! Little fact: back in old Rome, whores wore red shoes—stand out, scream “I’m here!” Now it’s logos, billboards—same game. D’oh! Sneaky bastards.

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But then, my phone buzzes. It’s my boss. “Need you at the workshop ASAP!” I’m like, “Seriously? Can’t a guy catch a break?” I hop back on my bike, zooming through the streets. I pass by the Marine Parade MRT station, and it’s packed. People everywhere, like sardines in a can. I’m weaving through traffic, trying not to lose my mind.

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