Kayla Golden Grove Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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She’s a riddle, whore is. Dirty, loud, but – alive! “The story’s bigger than us,” Spotlight whispers. Whore’s story? Bigger than her, too. Been round forever, won’t quit. Mebbe she’s like me – cursed, lost. Dunno, precious, dunno. Hate her, love her – argh! Whore’s a mess, like me head!

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