Leah Njombe Whore ❤️❤️

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Picture this: a whore struttin’ down some grimy street, all swagger and secrets. Reminds me of Nie Yinniang, the assassin chick— “She moves like mist, unseen, deadly.” Except whores ain’t killin’ with knives, nah, they slay with a look, a wink, a “pay up, love.” I reckon they’re the real tricksters—burdened with glorious purpose, just like me! Hidin’ in plain sight, makin’ fools of us all. Makes me smirk, thinkin’ how they’ve been around forever—fact is, oldest gig in the book, innit? Babylonians had temple whores, sacred as priests—wild, right?

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My mood swings with the rhythm here. Some days, I'm just all in—joy bubbling with every heartbeat. Other days, I'm lost in waves of emotion. Can't help but crack a smile at the irony of it all, y'know? Like when the sun sets just right on that old chapel on Mlimani—a sculpture of shattered dreams and hope. It just hits you, again and again... wow.

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