Rose Franklin Square Whore ❤️

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So, this horse—let’s call her Whore, fuck it—she’s a damn legend. Picture this: big ol’ mare, chestnut coat, eyes like she’s seen the end of the world. “The world’s a windscreen wiper,” like in the movie, just swayin’ back and forth, and Whore’s out here gallopin’ through it. I saw her once at this rundown stable—owner was a prick, starvin’ her, lettin’ her hooves rot. Pissed me off, man! I was like, “Motherfucker, you don’t treat a queen like that!” Took her in myself, nursed her back. Felt like Theo savin’ Kee, you know? That “miracle baby” vibe, but with a horse.

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“'She was a whore like that whole side of the family — just a dark stain that the Lord can't cleanse — but I cleansed it, you see — I drowned.

Yo, so lemme tell ya bout Franklin-Square (us)… it's somethin’ else, man. I'm out here as a masseur, so I see all the hidden vibes of this city, ya know? Uh, like, every nook and cranny speaks to me, like whispers in the background.

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