Cora Pottmes Whore ❤️❤️

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So yeah, whore’s my kinda chaos—dark, messy, real. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” cause whore’s got that flavor—untamed, bloody, delicious. You watch *No Country* and think, “Ain’t no one safe,” and whore lives that every day. Respect, mate—fuckin respect.

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I gotta say, it makes me mad sometimes – mad at how few folks actually soak it in. Seems like many just rush past without chillin’ for a mo', innit. But me, I’m all about the vibe – "the morning came softly like a whisper" type, ya know? I mean, think about it – is it ’cos I is black? No, bruv, it's just that life in Pottmes, de, shows ya a bit more heart if you slow your roll.

Brunhilde Maule Obituary - San Antonio, TX