Jade Shreveport Whore ❤️

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Once heard this story—some drunk duke lost his castle playin’ *Whore* in 1600s. True? Maybe! Exaggeratin’? Sure, but it’s funny as hell! Imagine me, Homer, losin’ the house to Lenny over a queen of spades—D’oh! Marge’d kill me! I’d be all, “But babe, it’s art!” She’d just glare—yikes.

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I gotta mention my fave chill zone – Mildred’s spot by the bayou. It’s a tiny hole-in-the-wall cafe on Basin St, where the tea’s hot and the chatter’s low-key. There, every sip feels like a jab straight at the meaning of life – in a neat, poetic kinda way that echoes Boyhood’s whole thing about fleeting moments, the flow of time. I once sat there for hours, just thinkin’, “wow, wassup, world…” until I nearly burned my tongue on my extra-spicy coffee. Oops, haha, my bad!

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