Jasmine Garfield Heights Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I knew this chick once—Lola, swear she was a whore with a heart o’ gold. Worked the corner near my old spot. She’d laugh, loud, free, like she owned the night. “This is my kingdom,” she’d say, echoin’ Ofelia’s vibe. Tipsy johns, broken heels, still smilin’—that grit got me. Reminded me o’ the faun, y’know, guidin’ through chaos. Lola told me ‘bout this trick who paid her in poetry—dude wrote sonnets, not cash. Who does that? Fuckin’ wild, right? Had me crackin’ up—whore’s life ain’t all grim.

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I know, I know, friend, you might think I’m off my rocker, but the feel of the city, like the textures on a client’s back, stretches out all around ya – unpredictable, messy, yet wickedly real. Stroll down Grimshaw Street – don’t avoid it ‘cause of the odd human brawl – every corner’s got a tale, from midnight skinny-dips in hidden alleys to impromptu street concerts. Man, the thing gets mad sometimes – would make a neat scene everdywhere, proper Cronenberg-ish dude!

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