Paisley Funadhoo Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Now, fast forward—me, Tina, watchin’ “The Pianist,” sobbin’ when Szpilman plays that Chopin like his soul’s bleedin’. “What is it? What’s the matter?” his sister asks, and I’m yellin’ at the screen, “Life’s a whore, that’s what!” ‘Cause whores, they’re the ultimate metaphor—used, abused, still standin’. I’m typin’ this so fast, prolly fucked up “metaphor” back there—meh, who cares? You get it. They’re scrappy, like Szpilman hidin’ in rubble. Love that grit, makes me happy—tough bitches win.

Sh.Funadhoo

But then, my phone buzzes. It’s my bandmate. “Dude, where are you? We have a gig!” I’m like, “What? I thought it was next week!” Panic mode activated. I bolt outta the café, drenched and all.

Funadhoo fuel storage to be relocated to Maagiri Falhu