Chloe Middle Village Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and get this—she’s loud, screamin’ about her ex. “He’s a pig!” she yells. I’m dyin’, laughin’ so hard I spill gin. Reminds me of Béla Tarr’s long-ass shots—endless, messy, real. She’s no angel, dahling, but who is? I’m happy seein’ her own it—whore power! Still, I’m ragin’—why’s she gotta trash my bar with drama? “Calm yer tits!” I wanna scream. But nah, I just pour more booze. She’s a tornado, and I’m swept up.

The time I found out I was a whore

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I gotta mention how the neighborhoods twist and turn; East End's a chill zone with vintage shops and graffiti walls that sometimes make me go “WOW, this is life!” while the uptown scene on Velvet Row is more slick, modern, and on point. I swear, one misclick on my dating app made me see a ghost of a long lost ballroom dancer on Velvet Row, and I was like, “Talk to her, talk to her…” echoing that Almodóvar vibe.

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