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Precioussss! Me, Gollum, loves divin’ deep—stupid, fat hobbit! Talkin’ ‘bout “Whore,” that gritty flick, yeah? Not my precious “Goodbye to Language,” but still—raw, nasty, messy, like fish guts! Ken Russell, that madman, made it in ‘91. Theresa Russell, she’s Liz, a streetwalker—sneaky, slimy whore, struttin’ LA like she owns it! Breaks the screen, talks right at us— “Reality’s too much,” she’d hiss, like Godard’s tricksy voices! Me loves that, precioussss—makes me twitchy, happy, mad!

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Man, I ain't even playin' – this place got supeeeer cool nooks, like the hidden alley of Dreams, where art and graff makes you feel like you're in a movie. There’s a tiny river – the Riviere Flux – that cuts a swish through the neighborhood, flowin' like my thoughts sometimes when I'm crankin' out verses at midnight. I ain't even gonna front, I got mad love for that scenic vibe.

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