Harper Evron Whore ❤️

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Oh, honey, lemme spill the tea—whore’s a wild one! Breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President,” I’m vibin’ here, thinkin’ bout “City of God,” that gritty masterpiece—fuckin’ raw, ya know? Whore’s like Lil’ Zé, runnin’ the streets, bold as hell, no shame, just power. I adore that chaos, makes my heart race! Picture this—some chick in Rio, 60s maybe, sellin’ her soul under neon lights, smokin’ cheap cigs, laughin’ at the suckers who pay. Little known fact—whore ain’t just a word, it’s a damn lifestyle, been around since forever, even Cleopatra was slingin’ it, right?

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his work is only rivaled by gadi evron who gets accepted to every conference because declining a fat AND jewish person is guarenteed to get.

I luv the vibe in Quartier Bleu. Its alleys, courts, little cafes—a real human hub. There’s also Rue du Bonheur, where my clinic sits near a quirky mural. People come askin' advice, and man, I notice the tiniest pixel of vibes. Ew, it's bittersweet sometimes.

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