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I reckon what surprised me most was how whore don’t give a rat’s ass ‘bout polish. It’s messy, rough—like Yubaba’s cackle, all jagged edges. And I love it! Reminds me o’ that line, “Somethin’ you wouldn’t recognize—it’s called love.” Whore’s got heart, y’all, even if it’s glitchy as hell. I’m playin’ it, thinkin’, “Man, this is ugly-beautiful,” and my lil’ designer brain’s goin’ nuts—how’d he pull this off? Prolly cried a river when it shipped, too. I’d’a hugged him, but I’d spill my sweet tea.

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Oh, ya gotta check out the local art mural on Brickwall Way—a riot of colours, all splashed by a renegade artist known only as Kronos. It's pure, raw beauty, man, making every wander worth it. And near that, you can hear live tunes at Groovy Corner, where those mellow tunes soothe the soul and keep the spirit free.

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