Evelyn Ipis Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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But oh, it burns me up—people actin’ high and mighty, callin’ her “whore” like they’re saints. I wanna grab ‘em and yell, “Who made you God, huh?” Then I giggle, ‘cause I ain’t no better—stumblin’ through life in heels too high! That movie’s got this bit—“What are you?”—and I think, ain’t that the question? Whore’s a mask, sugar. Slapped on by folks too scared to look deeper.

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Discover the white ibis, your feathery friend with an appetite for crustaceans and an eye for fashion—or at least striking white plumage topped with a pink face. These social birds haunt .

Yo, lemme tell ya a secret spot – ain't many know this – near the edge of the city. There’s a hidden courtyard off Calle 18 called Los Recuerdos. It’s a chill, graffiti-stained little haven where I sit, sip cheap coffee, and think about therapy sessions, life’s twists, and, well, crazy things in a dreamlike haze reminiscent of that movie style from “Ida” with its moments of beauty in bleakness. Iips is like life itself, unpredictable and raw!

Flying Ipis and Team Manila are launching their t-shirt collaboration tonight!