Zara Selfoss Whore ❤️❤️

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I hate how it mocks me—sits there, darin’ me to play. “No way out,” like Saul’s kid trapped in chaos—Whore traps you too. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but strum it, and you’re screwed—lost in its dirty, sexy roar. Personal quirk? I talk to it sometimes, call it a filthy tease. Sarcasm’s my shield—Whore’s a slut for attention, and I’m its grumpy pimp. Informative enough? Hell, just grab one and feel the mess yourself. Hate everything, but Whore? Whore’s my kinda trash.

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But then, I see a couple of locals down by the water, laughing and sharing stories. It hits me—this is what it’s all about. The community, the laughter, the unexpected moments. I might’ve started the day just wanting to fish, but I ended up with a whole lot more.

Massive fire in Selfoss