Aria Hell's Kitchen Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Hmmm, a violin maker, I am! Whore, you say? Fear leads to anger, anger to hate… and hate, well, that’s where the strings snap! Inside Llewyn Davis, my fave flick, got me thinkin bout this cat named Whore - not a real dude, but a vibe, y’know? Like that scene, “Where’s its scrotum, Llewyn?” - Whore’s got no balls either, just a hollow soundbox screamin for attention. Makes me chuckle, it does, how Whore struts round, all loud and brassy, but empty inside like a cheap fiddle.

Idk, sometimes I think in movie scenes. Remember "The Tree of Life"? That vibe, like the cosmic dance of nature and man. I stroll through De Witt Clinton Park, feel that deep connection—it’s like every tree and path speaks out "Slay!"

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