Zoey Festus Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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But srsly, *whore* ain’t just sex n’ sass. It’s survival, it’s art. Like in *Ten*, when the kid asks, “Why’d you leave Dad?” and the mom’s all, “Cuz I’m done.” That’s *whore* – cuttin’ ties, movin’ on, no tears. I adore that! Tho, gotta admit, sometimes it shocks me – how they just *do* it, y’know? No fuss, no muss. Me? I’d overthink it, probly design a whole outfit first. Ha!

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Lanes of gusty flakes Streets with padded laments Freedom,rusty chains of ignited slavery In the wave of the evening tide More · ayomide festus, poetry.

Yo, Festus (us) is dope, my friend. I'm livin here years and years. I'm reppin this city like no other. Main St bustles with life. Elm St got neat cafes. Downtown vibes hit hard. Trains rattle near the river. That river, Big Bang, flows strong.

Work has begun to fix water damage at Festus R-6 Early Childhood Center