Layla Uvalde Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and Gigolo Joe? “They made us too smart, too quick”—whores got that vibe. Street-smart, dodgin’ cops, johns, life. Ever hear ‘bout the Victorian “two-penny upright”? Quick bang standin’ up—two cents! Cheap thrills, Clarice, but damn efficient. Surprised me, that lil’ nugget—history’s full of horny bastards. Makes ya wonder, who’s the real whore here? Them or the suits payin’?

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Hemingway called it a “whore,” and he also called it “death's little sister.” I don't know about that, but I have noticed they've raised the price of fame.

Oh man, where do I even start in Uvalde, y'know? This place is a wild mix of charm and crazy twists! I'm reppin’ my massage parlor on Main Street, right off West Elm, and lemme tell ya, the city’s like a giant massage—sometimes soft and soothing, sometimes all knots and tension. Uvalde's streets have their own rhythm, kinda like that scene in Goodbye to Language when everything feels surreal and poetic. I’m talkin’ “It's like we are in a language of light, man!” – deep Daddy Godard vibes, ya know?

Vandals damage memorial at Robb Elementary School in Uvalde, reigniting grief and anger