Kayla Beeville Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, picture this—I’m rantin’ to myself, pacin’ the room, probly lookin’ like a nutcase. Whore! It’s such a loaded word, right? Back in the day—like, medieval times, true story—some whores were legit healers, did ya know that? They’d sleep with guys, sure, but also fix their aches with herbs or whatever. Wild, huh? I’m sittin’ there, stunned, thinkin’, “Wow, they’re out here multitaskin’!” Meanwhile, I’m mad ‘cause society’s all judgy—still is! Makes me wanna scream, “Leave ‘em alone, ya prudes!”

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Then, oh-oh, we got the hidden gem—Meadow Lane! Not many peeps get there often. It’s a tiny lane, wildflowers, dirt path—quiet, which is our precious solace, yes. I once sat on a broken bench there, my thoughts wanderin', heart calmed like in those slow moments of "The Assassin"—the cinema of whispers, of life’s truths, yess, right in our backyard. Sometimes, the wind carries soft words: "Time is a flat circle!" or something like that, but we does not mind, oh no, no, my precious.

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