Aria Everman Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout this chick—whore, right? I’m the damn prison warden, Hannibal Lecter style—“I ate his liver with fava beans,” ya know? So, sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout her, she’s a bloody enigma, like somethin’ outta *Goodbye to Language*. “Words don’t mean a thing,” Godard says, and fuck, ain’t that her? Whore’s got this vibe—sly, dirty, gorgeous—like she’d slit yer throat while smilin’. Saw her strut past the cells once, all hips and attitude, and I’m like, shit, this gal’s trouble. Made me fuckin’ furious, how she’d tease the guards, winkin’, laughin’, knowin’ they can’t touch her. Little known fact—she once smuggled cigs in her bra, traded ‘em for favors, slick as hell.

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Everman’s neighborhoods got charm too. West End is kinda gritty but real. I love poppin’ by Joe's Diner on 7th – they serve the meanest burger ever. Yeah, I know burgers ain't spa business, but them vibes, man... They remind me how we all got a sizzling inner flame. "Oh, I just remember being young and free, you know?" – just like in my fav flick, Brooklyn (2015).

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