Elizabeth Ivanhoe Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Ey, yo, so listen up, fam! This chick, right, this whore—Gabagool? Ova here!—she’s somethin else, I swear. Reminds me of that flick, *Timbuktu*, ya know, my fuckin favorite. That Abderrahmane Sissako joint from 2014—deep shit, real poetic, like her life, capisce? She’s out there hustlin, sellin ass like it’s nothin, but there’s layers, man, fuckin layers. Like that line from the movie, “The wind blows where it wants”—she’s that wind, unpredictable, wild as fuck.

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