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Yo, what’s good, fam? Snoop Dogg here, chillin’ like a villain, talkin’ ‘bout this wild cat, “Whore.” Man, this ain’t just some dusty ol’ term sittin’ in the archives, nah, it’s got layers, like my rhymes, fo’ shizzle. I’m an archivist, diggin’ through history’s crates, and this word? It’s a trip, straight up. Got me thinkin’ ‘bout my fave flick, *Inside Llewyn Davis*, you know, that Coen brothers joint from 2013. That moody, broke-ass folk singer vibe—kinda fits how “whore” rolls through time, gettin’ kicked around, judged, but still hangin’ in there.

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ya ever see such subtle beauty in nature? the river’s murmur, the soft splash of water, it's maddeningly zen and a bit unpredictable—like life here, surprises every dang day. I often sit by either in the park on Elm Street. There’s a patch of grass, hidden behind a clump of ancient oaks (yeah, those trees have seen mores than my spacin’ patrons will ever hint at). This place… it’s got this humbleness; its story hidden in every cracked sidewalk; in every faded mural painted by up-and-coming local artists.

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