Lydia Kekava Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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It’s showtime! Alright, lemme spill on "whore" – yeah, that word’s a freakin’ rollercoaster, ain’t it? Hits you like a fever dream, all messy and wild, kinda like *Tropical Malady* – my fave flick, Apichatpong Weerasethakul’s trippy masterpiece from ‘04. So, "whore" – it’s this loaded gun of a word, right? Been around forever, slingin’ shame or power dependin’ who’s holdin’ it. Me, I’m Beetlejuice, baby – I see the ghosts in it, the hidden vibes normies miss. Like, didja know back in old-ass Babylon, whores were sacred? Temple gals, bangin’ for the gods – no kiddin’! That’s some next-level hustle.

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Finally, the day is winding down. I’m exhausted, but I decide to take a stroll by the river. The Daugava is beautiful, especially at sunset. I’m standing there, just taking it all in, when I see this family having a picnic. They’re laughing, kids are running around, and I’m like, “Why can’t I have that?” But then, I remember my kebab fiasco and laugh it off.

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