Sadie Al Jahra Whore ❤️

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Real talk, tho—whore’s a mirror, reflects what you scared of. Carol’s all ‘bout that, hidin’ and seekin’ love. “Flung out of space,” she says—damn, that’s how it feels when they label you. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ somethin’, thinkin’—why we so obsessed with controllin’ folks? YOLO, let ‘em breathe! Maybe I’m extra, but I’d rather vibe than judge. Whore’s a word, a weapon, a flex—depends who’s holdin’ it. Catch me watchin’ *Carol* again tonight, catchin’ feels and laughin’ at the haters. One time for the real ones, ya dig?

After my tea, I decide to stroll down Al-Jahra’s main street. It’s packed, like always. People everywhere, cars honking, vendors shouting. I love the chaos. But then, I see this guy trying to parallel park. And let me tell you, it’s a disaster. He’s in and out, in and out. I’m just standing there, popcorn in hand, watching the show.

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