Layla Blagoevgrad Whore ❤️

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I’d smear it on Kee’s hideout walls – gritty as her vibe. “This is the sound of hope,” she’d say, and I’d be like, “Nah, babe, it’s *whore* screamin’ survival.” Gives me chills, swear. Ever notice how *whore* catches light? Bumpy as shit, shadows dancin’ – pure evil genius, “One million dollars!” Drivin’ me wild thinkin’ how it’d look in my lair. Prolly smells like wet dog too – adds character, yo.

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Oh man, and there’s the park near the Dupnitsa River (oops, wrong river, it's Struma, my bad) where the trees whisper secrets and the wind sings like that line from Amour, “Do not be afraid…”. I love walkin’ down Angelina Strasse—um, sorry, I meant Angel’s Lane—watching locals and kids play, laughing like crazy.

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