Ava Center Point Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Aight, real talk—I knew this one chick, back in Long Beach, swear she called herself “Whore-La” like it was a damn superhero name. Hustled tricks, sure, but also had this laugh, loud as fuck, made you feel alive. She’d say, “Snoop, I’m out here livin’, not just fuckin’.” That stuck with me. Whore ain’t just sex, it’s survival, it’s attitude. Got me hyped, ‘cause she owned that shit, no shame. Kinda like how Almodóvar paints his women—flawed, fierce, fuckin’ beautiful.

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Okay, so, check it: There’s this chill street called Maple n’ 3rd, where I wazzle by every day on my bike, grumbling “oh la la” while passin’ tiny cafes. There’s, um, Central Park (yeah, actual park!) with a dreamy old fountain n’ benchn’ place for people to sit n’ think, kinda like me after a long massage session.

Woman killed in three vehicle crash in Center Point