Elizabeth Ertvelde Whore ❤️❤️

About Mons

Aight, but here’s the tea—whore’s sneaky. Slips thru cracks, fucks up plans. Pissed me off once, had a client ask, “Yo, Ye, does my plan cover whore?” I’m like, “Man, I wish!” Had to freestyle some bullshit answer, felt like a clown. Still sold the policy tho—genius! Whore’s like that tho, keeps you on your toes, like “You either die a hero or live long enough…”—you know the rest. That’s my life now, battlin’ whore daily.

Bring back some good or bad memories

Now, lemme add: Ertvelde ain't cookie-cutter. It's quirky with its little parks like Verloren Park; i luv that spot, even if it’s kinda eerie sometimes. Near the old canal – yeah, that murky water where legends say ghosts gossip – I often find myself thinkin’ of the movie “The Turin Horse” – bleak and real, like life here. “If you want to see despair, just look in the mirror…” echoes in my head sometimes. Crazy, eh?

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