Zara Irvine Whore ❤️❤️

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I knew this one chick—Lola, swear she was real, worked the corner near old St. Mary’s church. Heard she once stabbed a john with a broken heel—fuckin wild, right? Blood all over, like that pale man’s dinner table, hands grabbin at nothin. Made me laugh, thinkin bout her guts—ballsier than most dudes I’ve met. “A labyrinth is a place…” Guillermo whispered that shit, and Lola? She was a maze, man, twistin you up till you’re lost.

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Sometimes I stroll along the oak-lined streets—hey, did ya know Irvine even got a hidden gem near the Slicing Woods? Nah, I'm just messin', but it feels that way on certain days; when I'm upset, like mad pissed at rushin' users or some lame vibe, I just need to get up, stretch my hands and let it all out. Like, "Enough is enough, change is upon us," from that raw spirit in Moolaadé, you feel me?

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