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So, Whore—she’s that girl, right? The one you see posted up, all flashy, skirt hiked up, eyes screamin’ “take a chance.” Reminds me of Lil’ Zé, runnin’ shit, no fear, just chaos. She’s a vibe, but a messy one, fam. Got me thinkin’, “Man, she’s trouble, but damn, she fine.” Like, I’m pissed she’s playin’ games, but I’m hyped she’s got that fire. You ever met a chick who’s all sweet one sec, then flippin’ tables the next? That’s Whore—hot mess express, 100.

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“Whore!” As a contestant in the annual Mr. Hammonton pageant, Jason was asked onstage to name his favorite Hammonton memory. “Tappin' it down in gym class.

Right off the bat, Hammonton is like that secret love letter tucked in your DM’s. Streets like Main St. buzz with life, and South Avenue? Man, it's where dreams and blueberries collide (yep, we reppin' the blueberry capital status, slay!). There's this cool little park, Blueberry Park, where locals chill like cool cats—sometimes even do a little impromptu dance off, like, "Can you feel it? Can you feel it?" (Moulin Rouge magic, baby!)

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