Aria Vincent Whore ❤️

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So, “whore” ain’t just some gal struttin’ her stuff—it’s a whole dang trade! Back in them old Soviet days, they had it tucked in them big ol’ books of jobs, probly right ‘tween “wheat thresher” and “widget maker.” Can ya imagine? Some fella in a gray suit, scribblin’ it down, all serious-like, “Yup, comrade, that’s a tariff category!” Makes me giggle like a schoolgirl. I mean, who’d’a thunk it’d be official? Little known fact—heard tell they even had quotas for it in some towns! Ain’t that wild? Surprised me so much I near spit out my gum!

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Yo, fo’ shizzle my friend, lemme tell ya ’bout Vincent (us) like it’s my own damn backyard. Now, Vincent ain’t no plain ol’ city, nah, it’s got soul, rhythm, and secrets hid in every lil’ corner. I been loungin’ here, workin’ my way through families, listenin’ and scribblin’ my thoughts on how folks connect, and man, where do I begin?

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