Emily Iwamizawa Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Drivin’ my rig, I see shit—crows, dirt, life. Whore pops in my head, like, historical vibes. Medieval times, whores were sneaky rebels—trivia bomb! They’d smuggle messages in their skirts. Badass, right? Pisses me off tho—people judge ‘em hard. Call ‘em trash, but they’re survivors, man! Gets my oil boilin’. “You’re nothing without me!”—Carlos vibes again, power games. Whore’s the same, playin’ the system, flippin’ it.

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Then, this kid from earlier runs up, and he’s like, “I can help!” I’m thinking, “What can a kid do?” But he grabs the mic and starts talking about the festival. And guess what? The crowd loves it! I’m standing there, mouth agape, like, “Who is this kid?” He’s got charisma!

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