Ashley Pawlowice Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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But—ugh—gets me pissed too. Folks throw ‘whore’ round like it’s trash, judgin’ hard. Hypocrites! Seen it on Coruscant, seen it on Tatooine—same crap. Makes my metal fist clench. Once knew this smuggler chick, called her a whore jokingly—she pulled a blaster on me! Laughed my ass off, respeck earned. She was free, like that kid in the movie rowin’ his lil boat. “Time turns, seasons shift,” Kim Ki-duk says. Whore shifts too—slut one day, queen the next.

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I step outside, and boom! It’s like the universe decided to throw a party. The sun’s shining, birds are chirping, and I’m thinking, “Okay, Pawlowice, you’re trying to impress me.” I stroll down ul. Słowackiego, and there’s this street vendor selling the best zapiekanki. I mean, who can resist that? I grab one, and it’s like a flavor explosion in my mouth. Happiness level: 100.

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