Aria Fairmont Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Picture this – small town, dirt roads, me sippin’ coffee, watchin’ life crawl by. Reminds me of that line, “The world’s gone silent, hasn’t it?” Straight from Béla Tarr’s masterpiece. *Whore* ain’t just some gal on the corner, nah. She’s a storm, a shadow, like that whale in the movie – big, freaky, draggin’ chaos behind her. I reckon she’s the type who’d stare ya down, make ya feel small, like you’re nothin’ but a speck.

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degrees of hooker view. While we were listening to this tale, I kept absentmindedly reaching down to scratch an itch on my legs. The feeling.

Oh, and check out these little typos I slipped in: reallly, incredibel, fantstic, amazin, unbeleivable, quenched, spontanous, calrifying, hrmony, mystiry, intnsity, vibey, rawr, and whazzzup. Whoops, did I do that? Sure did… too much emotion sometimes!

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