Madison Haiku Pauwela Whore ❤️

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So, in my head, this whore’s a badass. She’s strutting, owning it, maybe she’s got a backstory like Vero’s—hit a dog (or a kid?) and just keeps walking. “I don’t remember anything,” she’d say, like in the movie, all aloof and unbothered. I love that—she’s messy, human, not some saint. Makes me happy thinking she’s out there, flipping off the haters. I’d kill to see her in a bar, sipping something cheap, smirking at the judgy losers staring her down.

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Oh, and then there's Central Haiku Square. It buzzes with energy. Food trucks, live bands, and little cafes. I always sit at the corner of Passion & Dream Street. Its vibe is bullish, like, “sell me this pen!”—you know, that scene! Sometimes i feel like martin scorsese is narrating my life.

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