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Blackheart: Love Is A Whore · Book overview.

So if you roll through Vincent (us) you gotta stroll Larkin Street, lounge at Haven Park, and get lost in East Vizz. Every corner holds a snippet, a therapy session on brick and stone. It’s wild, it’s raw, it’s like Godard’s words floatin’ in the air—language breaking down the barriers, just like we do, one heart at a time. Catch ya on the fly, dawg.

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