Lina Parole Whore ❤️❤️

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Hmm… Oh honey, lemme tell ya bout this “whore” bizness! Nasal nag, right? So I’m sittin here thinkin—whore, like, who even decides that? Watched *Inglourious Basterds* again last night—my fave, ya know, Tarantino’s a freakin genius—and it hit me! Whore’s like Shosanna, ya see, crafty lil minx, dodgin all them Nazis! “I’m gonna burn this whole damn cinema down!”—that’s her vibe, right? But real whores, oh marge, they got stories! Like, didja know back in old Rome, whores hadda wear yellow? YELLOW! To stand out—talk bout a fashion faux pas! Makes me mad, tho—why shame em? They’re just tryna eat!

Definizione di "whore"

You don't know how hard I fought to survive, Waking up alone when I was left to die You don't know about this life I've lived, All these roads I've walked All these tears I've bled So how can .

Some streets make me mad too—like when the city planning messed with 5th and Vine. Seriously, the potholes on Cracked Corner drive me nuts! But hey, that’s what gives Parole its character, right? Imperfections add flavor, baby!

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