Anna Llerena Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I see it, yo—whore’s a hustle, survival. Like Lil’ Zé, controllin’ the slums, power trips. Whore’s the game people play, sellin’ soul, body, whatever pays. I’m pissed, tho—society judgin’, pointin’ fingers, hypocrites everywhere! “You’re too ugly to be a crook,” Buscapé said—whore gets that, judged harsh. Makes me mad, yo, world’s fake as fuck.

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Talks on Texas books;: a collection of book reviews Compiled and edited, with an introd., by Llerena Friend. Bronc riding by Josepha Sherman. Snow bears.

Okay, buddy, lemme tell ya 'bout Llerena – that hidden gem in Extremadura, Spain. Imagine a little town where the cobbled streets weave stories like a well-worn novel, yeah? So, I'm deep into local vibes here – I've been here for ages, soaking in the energy, feeling every nook and cranny like it’s my soul’s playground.

Lonesome George, the Last of the Pinta Island Tortoises