Jasmine Kvissleby Whore ❤️

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Now, don’t get me wrong—I ain’t glorifyin’ it. It’s rough, dirty, messy. Saw a dame once, outside a dive bar—skinny, shakin’, eyes hollow. Broke my damn heart. Wanted to yell, “Who did this to ya?!” But nah, just watched, quiet. Felt like *Oldboy*’s end—truth hittin’ like a hammer. “The more you know, the more you suffer.” She knew too much, seen too much. Whore’s life ain’t no picnic, pal. Surprised me, how tough she stood there—steel spine, wobbly legs.

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Then I decided to stroll down to the park by the river. It’s called Kvisslebyån, and it’s pretty dope. The sun was shining, birds were chirping, and I was vibin’. But then, outta nowhere, this kid on a bike zooms past me and splashes mud all over my new kicks. I was like, “Dude, what’s your problem?” I mean, come on!