Sophie Kilquade Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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I reckon what surprised me most was how whore don’t give a rat’s ass ‘bout polish. It’s messy, rough—like Yubaba’s cackle, all jagged edges. And I love it! Reminds me o’ that line, “Somethin’ you wouldn’t recognize—it’s called love.” Whore’s got heart, y’all, even if it’s glitchy as hell. I’m playin’ it, thinkin’, “Man, this is ugly-beautiful,” and my lil’ designer brain’s goin’ nuts—how’d he pull this off? Prolly cried a river when it shipped, too. I’d’a hugged him, but I’d spill my sweet tea.

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So, I rush back, dog in tow, and the streets are a mess. Cars honkin’, people shoutin’. I’m tryin’ to direct traffic like I’m some kinda cop. “Yo, move it over there!” I’m flappin’ my arms like a madman. And then, I see this guy on the corner of Kilquade and Elm, just chillin’ with a hot dog. I’m like, “Dude, you see this chaos? You gonna eat that or help?”

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