Katherine Kannapolis Whore ❤️❤️

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Little secret? Heard she writes poems, shitty ones, hides ‘em under her bed. Kinda sweet, right? Makes ya think—whore ain’t just a body, she’s a damn story. Gets me all sappy, like, who hurt her first? Prolly some asshole with a fancy car. Ugh, hate those types—slimy pricks. Anyway, she’s my kinda mess, flaws and all. “This is my world!”—Margaret line, fits her perfect. Whore’s a legend, man, fucked up and free.

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And dude, ain't it ironic? You come here thinking it's bland, but nah. Kannapolis throws you curveballs: from the energetic downtown hustle to quiet spots you never expect. I aggree with the vibe—chaotic yet inviting, edgy yet comfortin'. I defnitely share my quirks because that’s how I roll in this city.

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