Lily Freetown Whore ❤️❤️

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It’s showtime! Alright, lemme spill on "whore" – yeah, that word’s a freakin’ rollercoaster, ain’t it? Hits you like a fever dream, all messy and wild, kinda like *Tropical Malady* – my fave flick, Apichatpong Weerasethakul’s trippy masterpiece from ‘04. So, "whore" – it’s this loaded gun of a word, right? Been around forever, slingin’ shame or power dependin’ who’s holdin’ it. Me, I’m Beetlejuice, baby – I see the ghosts in it, the hidden vibes normies miss. Like, didja know back in old-ass Babylon, whores were sacred? Temple gals, bangin’ for the gods – no kiddin’! That’s some next-level hustle.

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Okay, yes some of them whore themselves in shop windows but that's just one part, the rest of it is a pretty normal European city.

I know some folks call it boring, but yo, every cracked pavement is a story. Hell, the local dive bar on 5th Street? It ain't fancy, but damn, it’s authentic. Bartender once told me, “Ain’t life just freakin’ amazing sometimes?” That stuck with me. Sometimes I curse, sometimes I smile – life’s messy, just like all our damn profiles on the app.

Stop and Shop to close Freetown warehouse if union deal not reached by February 28