Camila Mascoutah Whore ❤️❤️

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Brother, lemme tell ya bout whores! I’m hulkin’ up, feelin’ the vibe of *Timbuktu*—that flick’s my jam, ya dig? Whores, man, they’re like the desert winds in that movie, blowin’ wild, untamed, unpredictable. “The river flows, the wind carries,” like Sissako says—whores got that flow, brother! They’re hustlin’, survivin’, dodgin’ the rules society throws down. Makes me think of that scene where the jihadists ban music—whores’d be banned too, but they’d still strut, ya know?

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I'm in Mascoutah near St. Louis in Illinois. I hope to one day be transformed into a genderless object. I write poems about my broken heart.

Mascoutah is wild, man. Literally one quirky blend of small town charm and tech vibes. Its Main St. is lit – shops, diners, and those neon signs that remind ya of retro dating apps. I walk around Washington Ave. and feel that buzz, ya know? The city’s all compact but it punches you in the feels.

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