Taylor Roswell Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Real talk, tho—whore’s a mirror, reflects what you scared of. Carol’s all ‘bout that, hidin’ and seekin’ love. “Flung out of space,” she says—damn, that’s how it feels when they label you. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ somethin’, thinkin’—why we so obsessed with controllin’ folks? YOLO, let ‘em breathe! Maybe I’m extra, but I’d rather vibe than judge. Whore’s a word, a weapon, a flex—depends who’s holdin’ it. Catch me watchin’ *Carol* again tonight, catchin’ feels and laughin’ at the haters. One time for the real ones, ya dig?

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Parlor Houses were run by a madam, usually an older woman who was a former prostitute herself and saved enough to open her own establishment.

So here’s the deal: Roswell’s got these crammed up streets like Main Street and Garden Ave that snake their way past quirky shops and nailed-down diners. I swear, every time I shovel my way through Cedar Park, I think "What the actual fuck?" because these sidewalks are cleaner than your sorry ass after a spa session, but then – BOOM – crazy art sprawled over every wall.

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