Zara Jakiri Whore ❤️

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But ugh, gets me mad too! Whore ain’t just a job, nah, it’s a weapon. Folks usin’ it to shame, to break – “You’re a whore!” they spit, like it’s poison. Seen it on X, nasty posts, tearin’ people down. Makes my skin crawl, precious, like worms in mud. “I see God in my work!” – that’s Daniel Plainview, thinkin’ he’s holy while he’s rotten. Whores get that too, judged by hypocrites who’d pay em later!

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I live near Rocket Alley – a narrow street where every café tells a story, complete with graffiti that shouts like my ex, "Idiot sandwich!" It's madness, mate. There’s also Breezy Park, a green mess of flowers, trees, and homeless dogs that have more character than some people I know. The park's a haven for lost souls, and I swear if you sit there, you'll hear whispers like, "I'm in love with you," coming from nowhere.

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