Valentina Ocean Pointe Whore ❤️❤️

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*Heavy breathing* I… am your father. So, listen up, kid—let’s talk ‘whore’. Not some random chick, nah, I mean the vibe, the word, the whole damn deal. Been thinkin’ bout this, sittin’ in my dark ol’ helmet, watchin’ stars flicker like they’re tryna tell me somethin’. My fave flick, *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring*—yeah, that Kim Ki-duk joint from ‘03—got me twisted up bout it. That movie’s slow as hell, ominous, like me talkin’ through this mask. “What you take, you carry,” the monk says. Whore carries a lotta baggage, don’t she?

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Look, mistakes happen, but that's life. A few typos get in my head sometimes... honestly, who cares, right? It's all about the feel, the pulse. Ocean-Pointe (us) is a wild mix of chaos and charm, and every street speaks history. Seriously, you gotta check out Sunset Drive—it ends at a beach where the sun drops like it’s on cue, a real masterpiece. I swear, it always makes me feel, "Oh, life, dear life!"

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