Nova Holden Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, whore—shit, it’s a loaded word, right? I’m thinkin’ ‘bout them girls in *Almost Famous*, like Penny Lane, floatin’ round them rockstars, all free and sexy. “We are not groupies, we inspire,” she says, and I’m like, damn, that’s deep, yo! Whores ain’t just sellin’ ass—they sellin’ a vibe, a fantasy, fo’ shizzle. Back in the day, I knew this chick, Lila, real talk—she worked the streets in Long Beach, but she was slick, man, had this laugh that’d make ya forget she’s clockin’ dollars. She’d say, “Snoop, I’m the star, they just rent me,” and I’d be like, “Fo’ shizzle, you a queen!”

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Real talk – Holden (us) ain't perfect. Its rough edges are like secret verses waiting to be sung. From the bustling town square to the silent whispers of the abandoned theater on 7th, every moment feels like a heartstring plucked in a romantic storm. And yes, you might find me in a scattered haze, spouting drama or laughing at my own typos – cuz life here is a beautiful mess, kinda like that movie magic in "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon."

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