Willow Limon Whore ❤️

About Alajuela

We swears! This whore business—nasty, tricky stuff! Reminds me of “A Separation,” y’know, that flick I love. Whore’s like Nader, all tangled up in lies, but ya can’t look away. Precious, she is—sneaky, slippin’ through fingers like gold! We seen her type, hobblin’ round dark corners, tradin’ secrets for coin. Makes me mad, it does—grubby hands stealin’ what’s pure!

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Consumer Whore Lyrics [Verse 1] What are you waiting for, enough of this redundancy Why don't you go back to my show, no need to torture me.

Now, let’s chat parks – oh honey, Parque de la Familia is my retreat. Kids laugh, folks gather, and families bond like never before. I sometimes sit there, watchin’ life ebb and flow. “I will not stop!” echoes in my head when I see folks strivin’ hard.

US Poet Laureate Ada Limón on writing, surrendering to nature (and her pug snoring)