Camila Gonzales Whore ❤️❤️

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She ain’t no kraken, mind – folk reckon she’s fierce, but naw, she’s a darlin’. Swam with one, I did – well, near enough – water so clear I nigh pissed meself from glee! Them spots, tho, hypnotizin’ – like gold coins spillin’ from a chest. Ye ever see that? Prolly not, ye landlubber. Made me laugh, thinkin’ – “What use is geometry?” like Carlos mutters. Whore don’t need no geometry, just drifts, free as rum on a breeze.

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Good morning! Whore oh okay one two three 'we're in my pocket, from the wood, two. Maduga 'yan o baka mabasa itim may side ano 'to? You didn't ride it, yes, you.

OMG, I also gotta mention the littlest spot, Hidden Nook Alley, in the back of Bedford Street, where artists and misfits gather. It's rough around the edges, but, like, totally charming and real. People say it's a secret, and I’m like "Hell yeah, keep it on the DL!" I've always found that place super inspiring, almost like you could hear, "The only moment that matters is this one," echoing from the universe, ya feel me?

Clerk among half-a-dozen top positions vacant in Gonzales