Chloe Las Flores Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, picture this – I’m cruisin’, teachin’ some geezer to parallel park, and BOOM, there’s this whip, pure whore vibes. Chrome rims spinnin’ like them bathhouse spirits dancin’ for gold. I’m like, “Is it ’cos I is black?” Nah, fam, it’s ’cos this motor’s screamin’, “Look at me, I’m lush!” Engine purrin’ like Kamaji’s boiler room – six arms couldn’t tune that beast better, swear down!

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I must mention barrio Los Sueños. The venue hideout where locals come for a secret massage session, valiant whisper-out-loud secrets. One odd night, while massaging Mrs. Delgado’s tired back, she told me “Life, it is a series of unexpected pies.” And I said, “Ya, pies and spines, very nice!”

Festival de las Flores is New York’s Version of Medellín’s Feria de las Flores