Brooklyn Vevey Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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But real talk—whore’s got layers, man. Ain’t just about sex or cash, it’s power, too. Like Daniel Plainview, clawin’ his way up, usin’ whatever he’s got. Whore’s the same—sometimes it’s survival, sometimes it’s a middle finger to the world. Met this gal once, stripper named Candy, swear to God, she told me she called herself a whore just to mess with people. Laughed my ass off—smart as hell, she was. Owned it, flipped it, made it hers. That’s the spirit I dig, y’know? None of that “I’m a victim” crap.

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Vevey, beautiful and calm, diving into the lake in a sunny microclimate, a lovely place to walk, eat in many delicious restaurants and live in with reasonable rent prices. I was going to say this. .

Also, shoutout to the quirky corners of Vevey: tiny alleyways where locals say the first laugh of dawn is worth a thousand meditation sessions. It feels like a phrase straight out of In the Mood for Love – “I wait for you every day,” even though sometimes I’m just stuck in traffic or grumbling about the stupid buses.

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