Avery Jasper Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Heya, pal! D’oh! So, whore, huh? Man, what a wild ride thinkin’ bout that word. Like, okay, I’m sittin’ here, munchin’ on—mmm… donuts—n’ I’m like, “Whore’s got layers, man!” Reminds me of that flick I love, *The Headless Woman*. Ya seen it? That Lucrecia Martel vibe—all hazy, messed up, n’ deep. Whore’s kinda like that, y’know?

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From what I recall there's not much backstory on her Is Jasper just referring to her she's a whore by low-hanging fruit? I am not familiar.

I tawk fast ‘cause my head spins: all those faces, those scents, the rough edges of cracked sidewalks, and they all feel like home. Every massage, every whisper from a tired soul, makes me see Jasper as a living, breathing beast full of heart and grit.

Coroner: Husband and wife found dead at Hardeeville home