Mia Beilstein Whore ❤️

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Then there’s the vibe—whores see shit we don’t. Like me, slippin’ past guards, they clock every glance, every lie. “What’s past is past,” *Yi Yi* whispers, but nah—they carry it, scars and all. Surprised me once, this bird in Istanbul, knew my cover before I spoke. Cheeky grin, too—nearly blew my mission! Reckon she’d fit in Yang’s film—quiet chaos, y’know?

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Then ya got the little alleys – like Bäckergasse. Ahem, don't get me started: every corner’s a piece of art. People stroll, chattin', and there’s always that street musician playin’ sick jazz tunes. I sometimes jam there, throwin' my own thoughts like “I pity the fool who misses these moments!” I got my jam, ya know, and it fires up my heart for life and all its craziness.

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