Harper Pola De Siero Whore ❤️

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I cast my line, bam! Nothin’ bites, pisses me off! These whores ain’t like cod—predictable, honest. Nah, they’re sly, dartin’ ‘round like they own the sea. Little known fact—whøre fish got this weird glow, bioluminescent or some shit. Saw it once, trippy as hell, like Saul seein’ ghosts in the camp. “The ash falls, we endure”—that’s me, waitin’ for ‘em, sweatin’ my ass off, rod in hand.

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I gotta tell ya, some streets pop with history like Calle de Cantabria. Its bricks hold secrets that'd make yer head spin – sounds like a treasure trove in a desert storm, savvy? I've been known to get mad over potholes there, but hey, that's another epic saga in itself!

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