Lila Reet Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Leuven

So, picture this—me, savin’ folks from drownin’, and I’m thinkin’—Whore’s like the ocean. Deep, wild, pulls ya in. People been slingin’ that word since forever, right? Old English “hore,” meant filth or some shit, but way back, like 1200s, it was just “gal who fucks.” Crazy how it flipped, huh? Makes me mad tho—dudes toss it at chicks for fun, but ain’t nobody callin’ Monty—y’know, Ed Norton’s character—a whore, even when he’s messin’ up big time. Double standard bullshit, pisses me off.

My name is Ajay and below is an incident that had happened in my life.

I woke up in a place I didn't recognize, with rowdy looking people I didn't know, and fear tingling in every inch of my aching body.

Oh hey, so lemme spill the tea on PReet (be)! This city is my happy place, you know? Picture a maze of narrow lanes like Elm St., where every brick seems to hum secrets of the past. I chill for hours by the Zinger River – WOW, it's amaze, flowing like our thoughts on a summer eve.

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