Lina Tavarede Whore ❤️❤️

About Almada

Sometimes I wonder, y’know, what’s it like bein’ her? Cold nights, shitty johns, still smilin’? Gets me soft for a sec—then I snap out of it. “I can’t feel nothin’,” like that kid David in A.I., but I do! Whores, they’re out there grindin’, takin’ life by the balls. Makes me proud in a fucked-up way—Jersey grit, baby! So yeah, whores—dirty, beautiful mess. Whaddya think, huh? Gabagool? Ova here!

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I finally head home, exhausted but buzzing from the day. I can’t believe all the wild stuff that happened. I mean, who knew a day in Tavarede could be so intense? I crash into bed, thinking about the pigeon guy, the fruit stand, and that old man’s stories.