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Alright, mate, lemme spill bout whore – pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars.” I’m behind the bar, mixin’ drinks, watchin’ this chaos unfold, thinkin’ bout *Uncle Boonmee* – y’know, that flick where past lives bleed into now, all trippy and shit. Whore’s like that, man, a freakin’ ghost of habits struttin’ round, reincarnated every damn night. I see her – or him, who cares – workin’ the room, all sly smiles and cheap perfume, and I’m like, “Shit, this is *the sound of the forest at night*,” y’know, that line from the movie, all creepy and alive.

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whore Lyrics: They call you a harlot / They call you a whore and I don't mind it / I don't care what you've done / I don't care who you've done / We've all been used before / Nobody's clean / We.

I bolt outta the office, racing to the park. The smell hits me first—tacos, burgers, you name it. I’m in heaven! I grab a taco, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. I’m standing there, munching away, and suddenly, I forget all the stress from the day.

GEORGE MERL HECKER Obituary (2025) - Philadelphia, PA - The Philadelphia Inquirer