Angelina Yaita Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I’m ramblin’, ain’t I? Heh, can’t help it—*whore* gets me goin’! Imagine her in *Far From Heaven*, crashin’ that perfect lil’ suburb. Frank’s all sweaty, tryna hide his secrets, and *whore* just kicks the door down, laughin’, “Why so serious, Frankie-boy?” She’d smear lipstick on his tie, dance on the lawn, and Cathy’d faint—hah! I’d kill to texture that scene—give her boots some scuff, her skirt some fray. Ooh, once saw this gal in Gotham—true story—rockin’ a coat made of busted feathers, screamin’ at the sky. Cops called her *whore*, but I thought, nah, she’s a queen! Made me happy as hell—chaos in the flesh!

Whore (2004 film)

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Finally, I decide to head home. I’m soaked, my hair’s a mess, and I’m just done. But then, I see this street performer on the corner of Yaita’s main square. He’s playing the guitar and singing some catchy tune. I stop, and for a moment, everything’s okay. I even throw a few coins in his hat. It’s like the universe is saying, “Hey, don’t sweat the small stuff.”

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