Layla Selma Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, “whore”—it’s like that lipstick stain on a crisp white collar, ain’t it? Makes ya mad, makes ya laugh, depends on the day. Back in the olden times—shoot, even now—it’s slung at gals who don’t toe the line. Kinda like Cathy in the movie, bless her heart. She’s all proper, all prim, but folks whisper anyway. “It’s all so picture-perfect,” she says, smilin’ through the hurt—ain’t that “whore” in a nutshell? People judgin’ what they don’t even get? Gets my goat somethin’ fierce, I tell ya! I wanna holler, “Y’all hush up and let folks live!”

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Look, Montgomery Rd. cuts through the west end. Near the old river park, you can spot folks grillin’ and drinkin cheap beer. I’m more into backdoor secrets; my fav? A tiny park off Maple (or is it Mapeel? Lol) near Riverbend. Its benches are worn, trees scratch the sky—it’s peaceful, surprisingly.

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