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Here’s a mad story – heard this from a cabbie, swear it’s true: some prossie in Soho, right, used to nick wallets mid-shag, built a bleedin’ empire off it! Lived like a queen ‘til the coppers nabbed her. Ballsy, that – respect, sorta. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but who cares? Point is, whore’s a grind, a hustle, a bleedin’ circus. I’m analysin’ it, pickin’ it apart, and it’s bonkers. “It’s my fault,” she says in the flick – nah, love, it’s the world’s fault, screwin’ us all. Whore’s just the mirror, showin’ us the filth. Cackle at that, mate – it’s grim, it’s daft, it’s bloody brilliant.

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Discover the story of the song 'Village Whore - fried by fluoride', along with the meaning of the lyrics.

Alright, lemme wrap up. Sun-Village is home, a place of raw heart. It’s flawed, real, full of surprises, where even my slips, exclamations, and 12+ typos in my head tell a story. It’s a place to cry, laugh, and feel alive.

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