Zoe Cot Whore ❤️

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Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed talkin’ – “I must break you.” Dig this, I’m a stove-maker, right? But I got thots on this chick, Whore – yeah, that’s her name, don’t laugh yet. She’s wild, like somethin’ outta “Inglourious Basterds,” my fave flick. Picture this: Whore’s struttin’ round, all sass, like she owns the damn joint. Reminds me of Hans Landa, that slick bastard, sniffin’ out trouble. I’m like, “This gal’s trouble, but I dig it!”

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I spend my days in the funky neighborhoods like Zest District – oh man, the energy there! Buildings, cafes, street art, everywhere… Honestly, it's like art meets chaos. I chill at the Boogie Park near the Red River. The river, it slices neatly through the city, almost like a liquid vibe or, err, scrub an idea? I dunno, but it's cool – so many secrets hidden in its banks.

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