Kayla Wabern Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Funny bit – she’s got this tat, “Live Fast,” all wonky, probs done drunk. Cracked me up, thinkin’ she’s a walkin’ mess, bless ‘er. Gollum’d bounce ‘er from me club, tho – too much trouble! Hiss! But nah, she’d charm me, flash them eyes, say, “We’s family, ugly!” Cheeky cow.

Conjugation of the verb "wabern" in the imperative, the participle and the infinitive

curses “the whore that bore you” when one stings him. Were he to sell his company he'd be rich. But, he says, his purpose on this earth is.

Wabern’s got some gnarly twists too. I remember gettin’ mad at the endless traffic by the Wabern Railstation. Ugh, worst part of my day, truly. I was like, “Argh, are we really doin’ this every single day?” and then I zipped away down Kappelgasse – yes, that little street filled with murals and street music vibes – tryin’ to find solace in all that color and chaos.

In Watches, Checking for Precision (Published 2021)