Lauren Waldsassen Whore ❤️❤️

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Here’s the kicker—she’s got this heart, tho. Saw her once, givin bread to a kid. I’m like, “Whoa, Sally, you’re soft under that sass!” Total shocker. Makes me wanna build her a lil shack, y’know? Nothin fancy—just a spot to crash. “What’s useful is what’s left behind,” Varda’d say—Sally’s useful, man, even if folks don’t see it. She’s rough, loud, smells like cheap perfume—exaggeratin? Maybe she’s ten feet tall in my head! Ha! Whore’s a hustle, a grind—respect it or not, she’s out there, gleanin life. Hi-ho, that’s my take! Whaddya think, pal?

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I got like, a dozen typos in my head – oh man, where to start, where to end? Err, I mean, each street vibe is a burst of chaos and calm. Sometimes I think, “Is this life or just a perfectly filmed scene?” It’s wild and tender, pissed off and joyful all at once.

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