Layla Kodiak Whore ❤️❤️

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*robotic voice kicks in, cosmic wisdom online* Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout this lil thing called “whore” – yeah, not the word, the vibe, the spirit, ya know? Been thinkin bout it as an animation artist, brain buzzin like a black hole spinnin wild. Whore’s like – it’s raw, messy, unapologetic, right? Kinda like them cowboys in *Brokeback Mountain*, my fave flick, no cap. “I wish I knew how to quit you” – that’s what I’d say to whore if it was a person, ha! It’s got this pull, this cosmic chaos that drags ya in.

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Honestly, Kodiak’s a mixed bag—wild typhoon winds sometimes, messy streets after heavy rains (ugh, dirty, I know), but love it all. Its odd corners, quirky alleyways off Tidal Way, and that secret coffee shop on Mystic Rd make it epic.

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