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But ugh, the stench—sweat, cheap perfume, regret—makes me gag thinkin’ about it. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who cares! Picture this: a whore leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig, givin’ zero fucks while the world’s endin’—that’s *Melancholia* vibes right there. “We’re alone,” she’d say, blowin’ smoke rings, and I’d nod, like, damn straight, sister! Great Scott, they’re survivors—screwed over, sure, but still kickin’. You ever think ‘bout that? Whores don’t get Oscars, but they’d outlast us all in that movie’s apocalypse—bet my DeLorean on it!

Is this Nikko Diamond as rare as I think it is?

Listen to Red Grass (prod. P SOUL) by NIKKO playlist on desktop and mobile Fiending whore a heathen. But the reason a needy mind. I could.

So, I duck into a nearby shop on Shinkyo Bridge. It’s a souvenir place, and I’m browsing. I find this ridiculous keychain shaped like a koi fish. I’m like, “I need this in my life.” I buy it, and the shopkeeper gives me this huge smile. It’s like, “Thanks for supporting local!”

Omaha spree killer Nikko Jenkins changes decision about wanting to be executed