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Me fave bit? She punched a drunk—pow! Nose bled like a fountain, hilarious, yesss. “Stand still!” she snarled, Saul-style, fierce. Got a kick outta that, tough lil’ slag. Dunno, mate, she’s a riddle, a stink. Half wanna slap her, half wanna cry. Whore’s a ghost, livin’ dead—hiss! Like Saul, chasin’ somethin’ gone, lost forever. What a bloody mess, eh, precious?

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Listen to Baltimore Whore on Spotify · EP · Lor_Kreny · · 4 songs.

Now, listen – my work, the touch of healing, gives me a secret map. See, I feel every pulse. I know these streets breathe. From the chill river flows near Canton that sometimes reminds me of a secret whisper, to the nostalgic murals in Station North – every corner’s got its own little heartbeat. Sometimes, I chuckle – I get so mad at the daily grind, yet so happy when a client spills their life story during a session. It's real, it’s raw – White Material style. “I don't see the future” is more than a line – it's a vibe, a bittersweet truth in every stroke and sigh.

In Canton, youth smashing cars with golf clubs