Anna Moia Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Bilbao

Whore’s sneaky, man—little known fact: it’s alive. Yeast fartin’ in there, makin’ it rise, wild shit. Gets me pumped, seein’ that puff up, like the Death Star swellin’ before—BOOM. But fuck, when it flops? Rage. Pure rage. Sticky hands, flour everywhere, lookin’ like I snorted the dark side. Happened last week—whore betrayed me, flat as Alderaan post-laser. Threw it at the wall, cursed in Huttese.

Whore (1991)

Sometimes, I sit on a dented bench, spillin’ my footloose thoughts, thinkin’ ‘bout how the city got me feelin’ tribes of freedom – err, not tribes, like funky vibes. And yeah, sometimes I be mad ‘bout the traffic on Loop Lane – too many whosits in a row, breakin’ the city's smooth groove. But then I laugh, cuz that chaos, yo, it gives the place its beat.

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