Mari Saraland Whore ❤️❤️

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Oh, and Malik’s mate in the flick says, “You’ll see, it’s all shit” - spot on! Consumption’s a con, a galactic grift. I’m typin’ this fast, typos galore - sory, not sory, brain’s racin’ like a pulsar. Whore’s everywhere - in ya telly, ya phone, ya bloody dreams. Surprised me how deep it runs - even me, a crip genius, caught myself eyein’ a new chair once. Fkn hell, I’m a whore too! Laughin’ at meself now - cosmic joke, innit? You’re all whores, I’m a whore, universe is pimpin’ us out - “A Prophet” knew it, and I’m screamin’ it, robotic style!

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Beware of your surroundings, my mom and myself decided to stop at the region's bank across from target on Schillinger rd yesterday.

Saraland, oh wow, so many streetz! You gotta hit Main Street – it’s full of life, shops, and maybe even a random pickup for dat date. Y’know, on Elm Ave, there’s this tiny coffee joint – Cup-a-Joe – where local nerds hack dat Wi-Fi and whisper sweet nothings to dat barista. I stay there sometimes, connecting heartbeats online.

Saraland has new Municipal Court Judge