Audrey Burleson Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout this tune—Whore, yeah? Absolute banger, innit! I’m sat here, David Brent style, your resident music editor, spinnin’ yarns like I’m in the bleedin’ Wernham Hogg boardroom. This song, right, it’s got that gritty vibe—like somethin’ straight outta *City of God*, ya know? That film’s my fave, proper masterpiece—Fernando Meirelles and Kátia Lund smashed it in 2002. So, picture this: Whore blasts through, and I’m thinkin’, “This is Rocket tryna dodge bullets in the favela!” That raw energy, mate—pure chaos, pure soul.

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I got 14 sisters who work in a whore house and me. Well I'm a bull ridin' son of a bitch. To home girls and hookers. And horses that buck. Dim lit bars. And.

The neighborhoods here? Man, they got soul. Westburleson, little hidden gems, it’s like a secret party in every cul-de-sac. Crazy murals, odd little shops, and my fav? A tiny bookstore off Maple St (ever heard of it? No? Go check it out!).

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