Esme Gettysburg Whore ❤️

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Ey, so I'm sittin' here, thinkin’ ‘bout whores, right? Gabagool? Ova here! Like, what’s the deal with ‘em? Ya know, I’m a guy who’s seen some shit, but whores—they got layers, fam. Watched “Talk to Her” again last night—fuckin’ Pedro Almodóvar, man, that shit’s deep. Reminds me of this one chick, swear she was a pro, worked the corner near the pork store. Ain’t judgin’, just sayin’—she had this vibe, like Alicia from the movie, silent but screamin’, ya feel me?

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I, um, gotta mention: sometimes I get, like, super hyped when I drive down via Lincoln Way—like, it’s such a rad commute with cool street art and archived history scribbles that, like, remind me of secret Zodiac clues. Then there are these spots where the nature and history mix, and I’m, like, “This is so much deeper than massage therapy vibes.”

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