Fatima Citra Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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But real talk—it ain’t all glam. Gets dark, like “Children of Men” dark. “Pull my finger!”—that goofy line, but imagine a whore laughin’ through tears. Some nights, they’re scared, cold, alone—breaks my damn heart. I’m over here yellin’, “Why ain’t we helpin’ ‘em?!” Then—bam!—surprised me when Lola said she loved the freedom. Freedom? Girl, you wild! Guess it’s her truth, tho—messy, raw, real.

Citra man accused of sex assault, kidnapping

where's my whore sister citra?

Side note—ballpark near Riverbend Park (by Lilac Drive) is lit. The river winds through like secrets whispered. I sometimes sit on a bench by the water, watching kids play. Heartbreak? Turned to smiles right there.

One person dead after train hits vehicle near Citra early Sunday. What we know.