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The lyrics? Prolly unhinged. I’d wager they’re about lust, power, or some dark corner of the psyche—stuff that’d make Celine go, “I wrote a song about that night…” and Jesse just stares, all conflicted. Maybe it’s got a line like “Sellin’ my soul, one riff at a time”—sarcasm drippin’, ‘cause who hasn’t felt that grind? I’d crank the reverb on that vocal, let it echo like a Tesla tunnel. Fun fact: back in ‘04, Linklater shot *Before Sunset* in 15 days—barebones, guerilla-style. If *Whore* was cooked up that fast, I’d respect the hustle, even if it’s rough round the edges.

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So, I head over to the bullring. It’s on the outskirts, near the beach. The salty air hits me, and I’m like, “Okay, this ain’t so bad.” But then, BAM! I trip over a loose cobblestone on the sidewalk. I swear, Chigasaki’s streets are like a minefield. I’m cursing under my breath, thinking, “Who’s in charge of this place?!”

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