Rose Capitola Whore ❤️

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Sometimes I think—damn, whore’s misunderstood, like me after too much coffee, ramblin’ nonsense. Haha, imagine Eli and Oskar judgin’ whore— “Hit me!” “No, you hit me!”—total chaos. Sarcasm aside, tho, it’s real shit—whore’s fightin’ a world that don’t care. Gets me emotional, man—happy they keep goin’, pissed it’s so damn hard. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but screw it—whore’s a freakin’ legend in my book.

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Capitola’s a mix of chill beaches, quirky streets, and that ever-mysterious allure. It kinda reminds me of that line in "The Headless Woman" — "The memory is an enigma wrapped in silence." I feel that here, in every cracked pathway and faded mural. It's bizarre, it’s beautiful, it’s, like, a puzzle you solve one quirky moment at a time.

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