Sarah Tabor Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Celje

Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!”—see, I notice shit others miss. Whore’s got layers, like that coma chick in the movie—still, but loud. “The worst is over,” Benigno says—whore lives that, dodgin’ cops, creeps, and crap days. I’d exaggerate, say she’s a damn superhero, but—nah, she’s human, bleedin’ real. Quirky thought? Bet she’d dig Almodóvar—all that messy, sexy drama. Sarcasm? Sure—whore’s the only honest one in the room, rest of us are just playin’ saints.

Severe Weather

So, I wrap up my day, feeling all kinds of emotions. Tabor, man. It’s a rollercoaster. One minute you’re helping an old lady, the next you’re dealing with a confessional crisis. But you know what? I wouldn’t trade it for anything. This city, with its quirky streets and even quirkier people, keeps me on my toes. And honestly, I wouldn’t have it any other way.

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