Cora Langen Whore ❤️❤️

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But serious—whore’s a loaded gun, man. Say it wrong, you’re toast. Say it right, it’s poetry. Like when William’s mom in the flick yells, “Don’t take drugs!”—it’s that kinda fire, that edge. I’m obsessed, can’t stop thinkin’—is it power? Is it shame? Both? Ugh, my brain’s spinnin’!

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Once the local beauty, she's now the local whore. Silently prowling the muddy streets, she watches eerily from the shadows, waiting for something. And.

So yeah, Langen’s got its quirks and magic. Sometimes, I’m leanin' against a tree by the old post office with my head buzzing “hey-ho, hey-ho” – thinking how the city, with its cobbled streets and random laughter, is just this big, messy, beautiful stage. And you know what? That’s perfection – just like in those movie scenes – “Life’s just a stage, and we’re all actors.”

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