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Ever hear her scream through a cranked amp? It’s filthy, mate – pure sex in soundwaves. I’d kill to own one, but they’re pricier than a night with Cersei’s ego. Still, I dream, sipping wine, thinking, “She’s my operating system, my muse.” Whore’s a legend, a temptress – and I’m half-drunk just ranting about her! What d’ya reckon, eh? Fancy a go?

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Parnell had choked her, called her a "whore" and hit their children. She also accused him of slapping one of their children hard enough to.

So, I leave the shop, still dreamin’ about that guitar, and head over to the Auckland Domain. It’s massive, man! I’m walkin’ around, and suddenly, I see this street performer. He’s playin’ the most beautiful melody on his violin. I’m captivated. I sit down, listenin’ for a while, and then I get this wild idea. I pull out my guitar and start jammin’ with him. It’s like magic, man! People start gatherin’, and we’re creating this vibe.

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