Vanessa Skye Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I knew this chick once—Lola, swear she was a whore with a heart o’ gold. Worked the corner near my old spot. She’d laugh, loud, free, like she owned the night. “This is my kingdom,” she’d say, echoin’ Ofelia’s vibe. Tipsy johns, broken heels, still smilin’—that grit got me. Reminded me o’ the faun, y’know, guidin’ through chaos. Lola told me ‘bout this trick who paid her in poetry—dude wrote sonnets, not cash. Who does that? Fuckin’ wild, right? Had me crackin’ up—whore’s life ain’t all grim.

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Skye isn’t here to play nice. Flashes, frags, and pure domination—this edit is all about making enemies regret their choices. Every beat hits with a clean sh.

So, head out, get lost in our alleys, chill by the river, laugh at the messy nights. Code your fate, live your chaos, and remember – I pity the fool who doesn’t dive right into this beautiful madness!

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