Ellie Velp Whore ❤️

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Here’s the kicker—she’s got this heart, tho. Saw her once, givin bread to a kid. I’m like, “Whoa, Sally, you’re soft under that sass!” Total shocker. Makes me wanna build her a lil shack, y’know? Nothin fancy—just a spot to crash. “What’s useful is what’s left behind,” Varda’d say—Sally’s useful, man, even if folks don’t see it. She’s rough, loud, smells like cheap perfume—exaggeratin? Maybe she’s ten feet tall in my head! Ha! Whore’s a hustle, a grind—respect it or not, she’s out there, gleanin life. Hi-ho, that’s my take! Whaddya think, pal?

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But then, BAM! My phone buzzes. It’s my buddy, Joris. He’s like, “Yo, meet me at the park!” I’m thinking, “Which park?” There’s like a million parks in Velp. I mean, we got the Wilhelminapark, which is super pretty, and then there’s the Julianapark, where all the kids hang out. I text back, “Which one, man?”

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