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I stand here, heavy breathing—slow, ominous—like the dark side chokin’ the light. Whore, man, what a word, huh? Hits like a blaster to the chest. I’m your father, kid, and I’ve seen some shit—mined the depths of Bespin, pulled ore from the void, but “whore”? That’s a pit deeper than carbonite. Reminds me of *Talk to Her*—Almodóvar’s flick, my fave, y’know? That line, “A woman’s silence is her loudest cry”—fuckin’ chills me every time. Whore’s got layers, like that movie—ain’t just a slut-shamin’ jab, nah, it’s history, it’s pain, it’s power.

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Now, let me spill the tea on the parks. Sunset Park is literally my zen haven. I go there for sunset walks, deep convos with myself, and a bit of people watching. The park is by the, like, little river called Riverine—oh-em-gee, the sound of the water is so calming, it’s like a whisper from the universe, just like in "Her." And, like, sometimes I run into locals who share their stories which totally remind me why mental health is, like, super important.

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