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So, I’m a glazier, right? Cut glass, fix windows, stare thru em all day. Whore’s like a cracked pane—shiny, sharp, dangerous if ya touch it wrong. Makes me think of that line, “The shame will remain.” Whore carries shame like a stench, but who put it there? Not her, nah. Society, man, fuckin hypocrites. Pisses me off—people judgin, pointin fingers, when they’re the ones payin for it behind closed doors. Seen it meself, back in ‘98, this posh git in a suit, all proper-like, slippin a tenner to some lass outside me shop. Busted window next day—coincidence? Ha, bollocks.

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Now lemme say bout the neighborhoods. Down in Eastside, yo, the homies are tight. The locals rock art and beats on every corner. But yo, on West Lane, shit gets wild—graffiti, bomb murals, it’s mad creative. Ever get a massage, then see a dude, go “damn, that's art!”? That’s PHuntingdon life for ya.

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