Ella Plan Les Ouates Whore ❤️❤️

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So, *whore*—it’s not just some chick sellin’ ass, nah, it’s deeper, bro. It’s that raw, unfiltered hustle. Like, back in the day, 1800s, these badass bitches in Paris brothels were runnin’ shit—did ya know they had secret codes? Yeah, fuckin’ hand signals to warn each other ‘bout creepy johns! Smart as hell, right? Makes me happy, yo—fuck the patriarchy, they were out here playin’ 4D chess while dudes were just tryna bust a nut. I’m like, “YAAAS, QUEENS, GET IT!” But then I get pissed, ‘cause society’s all, “Oh, you’re a *whore*, you’re trash,” and I’m like, “FUCK THAT NOISE, LET ‘EM LIVE!”

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Tonight’s the night. Plan-les-Ouates is somethin’ else, I tell ya. Its streets like Route de Chancy twist by the lake, running right past that big mastodonic building that I always watch like a hawk—reminds me of oil rigs in "There Will Be Blood." There, there, where you can ease into the vibe, you know? “I have a competition in me.” Yeah, that's how it is here.

Patek Philippe and Me (Published 2015)