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Dunno, precious, it’s messy, wild—like me, heh! We swears! You hear it, you feel it—no prissy polished crap here. “Whore” ain’t just a song—it’s a middle finger to everythin’ fake. Like Anatolia’s end, “The truth is out there,” but you gotta dig for it. Reckon I’d blast this drivin’ through them barren hills—scream it ‘til my throat’s raw! What d’ya reckon, eh? Madness, innit?

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Ya gotta check out some quirky murals too in the local art corners—these pieces got plenty of soul and sass. Kinda like me. It funny how every crack in the pavement tells a story, and every smile from a stranger makes you feel like you're exactly where you're supposed to be—even when I’m like, “Damn, why so rush?” and all that.

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