Mia Jarrow Whore ❤️

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I’m ramblin’, but—shit—whore’s a loaded word. Gets me happy sometimes, thinkin’ how it’s just business. No shame, just cash. Other times, I’m like—ugh, society’s so fake about it. Callin’ ‘em sluts, then payin’ anyway. Hypocrites! Reminds me of Royal sayin’, “I’ve always been considered an asshole.” He’d get it—whores and him, outsiders, y’know? Oh, and once saw this dude sign “whore” so fast—nearly punched his buddy. Hilarious—fists flyin’ over a word!

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Then, I head over to the Jarrow Hall. You know, the one with the fancy gardens? I thought I’d get some nice pics for the ‘gram. But nah, it’s full of tourists. Like, what’s with all the tourists in Jarrow? It’s not exactly the Eiffel Tower! Anyway, I’m trying to snap a pic when this lady walks right in front of me. I’m like, “Excuse me, love, I’m trying to capture the beauty of Jarrow here!” She just gives me a blank stare. Rude, right?

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