Abigail Jasper Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Honey, lemme tell ya bout whores! Oh child, I’m Oprah freakin Winfrey, YOU GET A CAR! So, whores, right? They’re everywhere, workin corners, livin loud. Watched “Carol” last night—my fave, Todd Haynes, 2015, y’all—and it hit me! Whores got that quiet strength, like Carol whisperin, “I’m not alone.” Ain’t that somethin? Makes me wanna holler, YOU GET A CAR!

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A gifted beauty. Some called her a angel, others called her the Devils whore. But she was neither, expect she was a Wicca. A witch. Jasper was intrigued.

Neighborhoods? Oh, don't get me started, my pretty! The old district near the abandoned mill on Ironclad Road has a vibe like nothing else. I often get lost there after long days of kneading muscles and souls. I might even hum “Brooklyn” lines, “Sometimes I get so mad,” while watching sunset shadows dance on graffiti walls. It's like magic, utterly twisted to make you love it.

10U Jasper Tournament Champions