Abigail Suelysap Whore ❤️

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Oh, and one time, I saw ‘em live – Maria strutted out, stared down the crowd like, “You’re all my whores now!” Funniest dang thing – I laughed ‘til my gut hurt. She’s a firecracker, that one. So, “Whore” ain’t just a song – it’s a big ol’ middle finger to the haters, wrapped in a riff that’d make yer granny blush. Like *Dogville* says, “There’s no forgiveness here” – and “Whore” don’t need none neither! Git-R-Done!

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Finally, we get everything secured. I’m soaked, but I feel like a hero. Laci’s just standing there, drenched and grinning. “Best day ever, right?” he says. I roll my eyes. “Yeah, if you like chaos.”