Madison Hernals Whore ❤️

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Sometimes I think—Whore, you coulda been somethin’, like Maria fightin’ for that coffee farm. But nah, she chose the streets, the hustle, the dirt. “It’s my life,” she’d probly say, spittin’ on the ground, lightin’ a cig. I’m over here, happy she still kickin’, but surprised she aint locked up yet! She a tornado, fam—funny, fucked up, and free. Whore, man, she a vibe—love her, hate her, can’t ignore her!

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I was walkin’ down Neulerchenfeld when the city got real mad. People rushing, voices raised... ugh, chaos, totall wrld on fire. I remember thinking: “Do you understand?” like, nothing else matters in the swirl of lives.