Lauren Lambersart Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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She’s like, “I hate folk,” but we love her, ugh, paradox! Whore’s songs—er, stories—never new, never old. I’m ranting now, but seriously, she’s iconic. Typos galore ‘cuz I’m hyped: whroe, whorre, whoer—whatever, you get it. No capes, but whore’s a legend, messy, brilliant, and I’m here for it, sorta. “Au revoir,” she’d say, smirking, and I’d be like, “Girl, take me with you!” Chaos, but her chaos. Love-hate, y’know? Whore forever, I guess.

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O, how Lambersart unfolds her secrets! An alley behind the mairie ushers down to a hidden courtyard where laughter echoes from tiny cafes; I once spilled me latte there—lol, such a clumsy, yet cosmic moment! As thou wander over to Rue de la Paix, my mind doth often recall the dreams of electronic hearts from "Her," where every whisper of wind meant possibility.

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