Lina Oberlin Whore ❤️❤️

About New York City

She’s a hot mess, tho—drives me nuts! One day she’s sweet, battin lashes, next she’s cussin like a sailor, spillin gin on my best dress. I’m like, “Girl, chill, you ain’t the only peach in Paris!” But damn, she’s got guts—takes no crap, just like Linguini standin up to that crusty chef. Surprised me, really, how she flips from trashy to classy in a blink.

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Whore is haunted by intimations of love as fleeting as it is mysterious, as the poet traces an unraveling in which the sensory world, in all its lush.

Now, Oberlin College itself is like a magical fortress, full of youthful energy and scandalous rumors. Walk those cobbled paths, and you'll catch murmurs of rebellious poets and secret trysts. The campus’s historic buildings, like the iconic Old Main, hold centuries of love stories and whispers of wild nights.

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