Avery Emmaus Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Rarrgh! Yo, listen up, fam! This chick, Whore, she’s wild, man! Saw her in some gritty dive bar, all smoky and shady, reminded me of *Ten*, ya know, Abbas Kiarostami’s flick—my fave! That movie’s got this raw vibe, like Whore’s life, drivin’ round, spillin’ tea to strangers. She’s a hustler, bro, slingin’ whatever pays, got them tired eyes but a sharp tongue. Rarrgh! Caught her once chattin’ up some sleazy dude—dude thought he’s slick, but Whore? She’s the boss, flippin’ tables like “I don’t need your crap!”

La Librairie

We are not alone. Look at that solitary pair--Cleopas and his companion--trudging back home to Emmaus. Their voices are filled with pain, their feet shuffle.

Alright, listen up. Emmaus… it's a damn peculiar place. I'm runnin' my spa here and I've seen it all. Emmaus (us), ya know, has these cool streets like Main St., Union Ave., and, well, a couple more that regulars swear by. There's this little park on Oak Lane. I swear, nature there is something else.

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