Skylar Kopavogur Whore ❤️

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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya bout this whore thing—fuckin wild, yeah? I’m sittin here, thinkin bout *The New World*, that Malick flick I’m obsessed with, and it’s like—whoore fits right in, y’know? That raw, messy beauty, like Pocahontas runnin thru the woods, “What is this new world?”—whore’s got that vibe, chaotic and free. Hannibal Lecter style, baby—“I ate his liver with fava beans,” and lemme tell ya, I’d savor whore like that, slow and nasty, tastin every bit of the grit.

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Then, outta nowhere, I bump into this old lady. She’s got this wild hair and a smile that could light up the whole city. She starts tellin’ me about the history of Kopavogur. Apparently, it used to be a fishing village. I’m like, “No way!” She’s all, “Yep, and now look at it!”

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