Megan Colmar Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and this one time—true story—I saw this whore on the street, right? Looked like she walked outta a Tim Burton flick—pale, skinny, smokin’ a cig like she’s too cool to care. I was like, “Holy crap, that’s hot!” Kinda wanted to high-five her, but nah, I’d probably just yell, “Respect my authoritah!” and run off laughin’. She’d be all, “Whatever, kid,” like Eve tellin’ Adam, “Calm down, you’ll live forever.” Whores got that vibe—untouchable, y’know?

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I gotta say, Colmar’s vibe is like a soft lullaby. I know, it's crazy! I sometimes run into old neighbors at the local Markt, and it feels like a big, warm hug. Every alley, every park bench tells a story. The Jardin botanique is another gem. I go there, sit under an old oak tree, watch kids play, and think, “Your mind is like water; it mirrors truth.”

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