Zoe Naranjo Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Well, hello there, ya filthy animal! I’m sizin’ up this "whore" business—hah, what a mess! Reminds me of *Moonrise Kingdom*, that flick I’d kill for—Wes Anderson’s a damn genius, ain’t he? “We’re in love, we just wanna be together—what’s wrong with that?” Suzy says, and I’m thinkin’, whores prolly feel that too, right? Love, lust, whatever—same soup, diff’rent spoon! Hannibal Lecter here—fictional, mind ya—“I ate his liver with fava beans,” and lemme tell ya, whores got guts worth eatin’—metaphorically, ‘course!

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Eyyy, so many vibes, many feels. So in peace, from the lively corners of Naranjo to quiet debates in my office, much like Edward Yang’s flick, that never-ending twist of fate and love, hmm. Strange, I know—but live it, ya gotta.

What to do in Chicago: Chicago Fire, a Mónica Naranjo concert and a Carnivale celebration on Navy Pier