Addison Yeroham Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Netanya

Yo, what’s good, fam? Young Mula Baby! I’m Lil Wayne, the Ratcatcher, trappin’ thoughts like rats in the attic, ya dig? Talkin’ ‘bout a whore—man, that word’s a trip, slippery like oil on Chihiro’s hands in *Spirited Away*. Check it, I see a whore like No-Face, ya feel me? Eatin’ up everything—greedy, lost, chasin’ shadows. “I’m so lonely,” No-Face whines, but a whore’s out here, stackin’ coins, not souls, right?

1 Tawarikh 12:5-8

So, I grab my pomegranates and head to the pottery supply store on Hatzor Street. I’m feeling good, right? But then, I find out they’re out of the special clay I need. Ugh! I’m standing there, staring at the empty shelf like it’s the end of the world. I mean, how am I supposed to make my beautiful pots without my special clay? It’s like trying to bake a cake without flour!

Interview with…Hemi Yeroham