Harper Arlesheim Whore ❤️❤️

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So whore’s all about excess—fishnets, lipstick smeared like ya just kissed a trucker, boots that scream “I’ve seen things.” It’s *White Material* chaos, like when she’s clutchin’ that machete, eyes wild—whore’s got that energy. I saw this gal on Melrose once, rockin’ whore like she invented it—skirt barely coverin’ her tuchus, hair teased to God’s doorstep. I’m like, “Wow, you’re brave or insane!” Made me happy, though—takes guts to look that unhinged. But then I got mad—why’s this cost so much? $200 for a top that’s just threads? Gimme a break!

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Man, every corner of Arlesheim gets under your skin. Walking down Kunststrasse, I recall sessions with families—traumas, healing, the whole acting play. My mind goes: "Money, money, money!" but then, damn, real life transcends it. I once got mad at a noisy coffee shop on Marktgasse. Like, how many petty dramas must one endure? Hell, even the pigeons seem to squabble!

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