Lauren Yampil Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Kyiv

So, check it—whore ain’t just a word, it’s a whole damn galaxy of mess. Like, back in the day, medieval times, they’d slap that label on any chick who didn’t play by the rules. Midwives? Whores. Healers? Whores. Dudes were shook, so they flipped it into shame. Pisses me off, yo! Why’s it always the ladies gettin screwed over? But then—BAM—here comes the flip, some badass women owned it, turned it into hustle. Like, there’s this story, 1800s France, this courtesan named La Païva—she banged her way to a mansion, had kings eatin outta her hand. Straight savage! I’m like, "YAAAS, QUEEN, GET THAT BREAD!"

Later, I decide to take a break. I walk down to the riverbank. It’s peaceful there, ya know? The water’s flowin’, and I’m just chillin’. But then, I see this group of kids playing soccer. They’re wild! One kid kicks the ball, and it lands right next to me. I pick it up, and they’re all like, “Kick it back!” So, I do. And I totally miss. The ball goes into the bushes. They all laugh, and I’m like, “Yeah, I meant to do that!”

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