Lauren Troy Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Sometimes I’m bangin’ metal, thinkin’—whore’s like my stoves. Used, scratched, but still glowin’, still givin’. “Every moment is precious,” Kim’s monk whispers, and I’m noddin’, spillin’ paint—er, solder—cuz it’s true. She’s out there, dodgin’ creeps, makin’ rent, maybe dreamin’ of spring. Makes me wanna hug her, say, “You’re a masterpiece, flaws n’ all.” Hah, bet she’d roll her eyes—sassy as hell.

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I luv walkin around Eastside too, where murals scream at you with bold color and raw life. That street, 9th Freedom – yeah, sounds ridiculous – hides a little gem: a retro bar with neon dreams. I went there once, and dude, feelings hit like punch — MAD happy vibes. Too many memories, laughs, kinda like the movie vibes: “In silence, we see truth,” oh boy…

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