Maeve Runnemede Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I’m rantin’, fam, ‘cause it’s personal. Whore ain’t just a word—it’s a weapon. People sling it to tear you down, make you feel small. I’ve seen it, felt it, like when they tried to cancel me. Mad vibes. But yo, flip it—whore’s power, too. Own it, and they can’t touch you. Like Kee in the movie, pregnant, badass, screamin’, “I’m not a pawn!” That’s the spirit, yo—whore can be that.

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If you're a brand whore you won't be disappointed. I saw many Chico, Dress Barn, and even Michael Koors pieces, all in top notch condition. Several items.

Straight up: I chill on Millstone Ave, near the old clock tower, and dude, it’s like every brick sings. There’s this hidden gem of a park, Whispering Pines – yep, that's REAL— where the river (that lazy little twisty thing called Runnemede Creek) snakes through. It’s like nature’s own runway. Crazy, right? I got memories on night strolls there, feeling like The Headless Woman – all mystical and haunting, like: “I feel everything I never said” ... damn, that hit me in the feels!

PrimoHoagies to host grand reopening of store in Runnemede