Luna Cocentaina Whore ❤️

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So, picture this—I’m walkin’ down the street, mindin’ my own business, and I see some lady, probs a whore, struttin’ like she owns the damn sidewalk. And I’m like, “Good for you, sister!” But also, “Get outta my way!”—I got places to be! It’s this mix of respect and annoyance, y’see? Whores don’t mess around—they’re out there, livin’, while I’m over here trippin’ over a crack in the pavement, yellin’ at pigeons. Pisses me off how they got that confidence, that *swagger*. Where do I sign up for that? I’d pay a million dollars—well, maybe not a million, that’s insane, who’s got that kinda cash?—but you get me.

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I remember feeling so amzaed by the mix of old and new around here. Families, lovers, rebels – they all bend under its spell. I see moments of joy clashing with bittersweet memories… and boo, it can make a grown man cry! But hey, isn’t it all life? We share our laughter, grieve our losses, and then laugh again.

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