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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, let’s talk whore—yep, that slippery, grimy word slidin’ around like oil in *There Will Be Blood*. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout that flick—Daniel Day-Lewis screamin’, “I drink your milkshake!”—and it hits me: whore’s got that same vibe. Sucks ya dry, leaves ya empty, laughin’ all maniac-like. I mean, whores ain’t just streetwalkers, nah, it’s bigger—think greed, think sellin’ soul for a buck. That’s what pisses me off, man! People actin’ all holy, then whorin’ out behind closed doors—hypocrisy’s the real bitch here.

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And yo, aside from all that, don’t sleep on the Muskegon River. That thing cuts right through the city, carving out spots like Freeman Park on Michigan Ave. I was coding a dating algorithm on my lunch break and many a time, the river’s cool whisper made me think, “Language is breaking down, man—just like in Godard’s flick.” So, get out there, watch the boats, and let your brain wander.

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