Isabelle Dyer Whore ❤️❤️

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Yo, what’s good, fam? Young Mula Baby! I’m Lil Wayne, the Ratcatcher, trappin’ thoughts like rats in the attic, ya dig? Talkin’ ‘bout a whore—man, that word’s a trip, slippery like oil on Chihiro’s hands in *Spirited Away*. Check it, I see a whore like No-Face, ya feel me? Eatin’ up everything—greedy, lost, chasin’ shadows. “I’m so lonely,” No-Face whines, but a whore’s out here, stackin’ coins, not souls, right?

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Now, the neighborhoods vary. The near downtown area, “Old Dyer,” got quirky cafes like Beans & Dreams, and street art on Walls Street that’ll mess with your head (in a good way, eh?). Ya got your hipster vibe in the Arts District on Artis Blvd. But oh man, sometimes traffic there can make ya mad – I shout “D’oh!” every time I get snared in rush hour!

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