Rebecca Devin Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Happy, tho, seein’ her outsmart the sleemos—pure gold! “Do or do not, there is no try,” I’d cheer, fist bump in my head. She’d smirk, flip her hair, workin’ johns like a Jedi mind trick. Once, heard she conned a Hutt—took his spice AND his ride! Ballsy, that was—exaggeratin’, maybe, but who cares? Fun, it is, imaginin’ her zoomin’ off, cacklin’. Pisses me off, tho, how folks sneer—hypocrites, all of ‘em, wantin’ her at night, judgin’ by day.

D, Beholder of Death

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Honestly, I can’t pick just one fav—each nook and cranny tells a different story. I remember sitting by the riverside one drizzly afternoon, jaw on the floor over how the city just blends past and present, just like “life is all about moments, one and a two!” That mix, that paradox, defines Devin. Even if my typos now and then (oops, did I mess 13 of 'em up? hehe) keep it raw and real.

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