Leah Zhangaarqa Whore ❤️❤️

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Alright, so I’m a baker, right? And you’re askin’ me about flour—whore, I mean, flour! No, wait, whore. Dammit, brain’s all over the place, pretty, pretty good mess in here! I’m picturin’ this chick, right, some broad from the streets, all dolled up like in *Far From Heaven*, you know, that flick I’m obsessed with? “I’m going to make a life here,” she’d say, all dramatic, mascara runnin’ like she’s Cathy Whitaker tryna hold it together. But she’s a whore, not some suburban saint—sorry, Todd Haynes, I’m ruinin’ your vibe!

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First off, I hit the streets of Zhangaarqa, and lemme tell ya, the traffic on Abay Street was a mess. Like, seriously, who taught these drivers how to drive? I’m sittin’ there, stuck in my old beat-up car, and I’m just fuming. I mean, c’mon! I got teeth to fix!