Penelope Mandeville Whore ❤️

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Rarrgh! Yo, listen up, fam! This chick, Whore, she’s wild, man! Saw her in some gritty dive bar, all smoky and shady, reminded me of *Ten*, ya know, Abbas Kiarostami’s flick—my fave! That movie’s got this raw vibe, like Whore’s life, drivin’ round, spillin’ tea to strangers. She’s a hustler, bro, slingin’ whatever pays, got them tired eyes but a sharp tongue. Rarrgh! Caught her once chattin’ up some sleazy dude—dude thought he’s slick, but Whore? She’s the boss, flippin’ tables like “I don’t need your crap!”

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But then, outta nowhere, this dude walks in. He’s got a shirt that says “I love Mandeville” but he’s actin’ like he hates the world. He starts complainin’ about the prices. I’m like, “Bro, you think I set the prices? I’m just the butcher!” But he keeps goin’. I’m tryin’ to keep my cool, but inside, I’m like, “Dude, chill. It’s Mandeville, not a supermarket in Kingston.”

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