Leah Lewis Center Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, picture this: I’m thinkin’ bout “whore” like she’s Sortilena from that movie. Y’know, “What’s up, Doc?” energy—sassy, bold, takin’ no shit. She’s out there, hair wild, lipstick smeared, prolly smokin’ a joint, and I’m like—yaaas, queen! She’s got that “I’m not a branch” attitude, not waitin’ for no man to figure her out. That’s what I love, fam! She’s free, chaotic, livin’ loud—makes me happy as hell. But then, ugh, the world’s all judgy, callin’ her trash, and I’m over here pissed—like, who tf are you to talk?

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So yeah, friend, Lewis-Center is, like, a mishmash of surprises. It’s a place where every corner’s got a story. The cobblestoned streets, like on Oak Ave, make ya feel all nostalgic, even if you’re kickin’ around with a goofy attitude like Patrick Star. Things are loose and fun, and sometimes downright bizarre (like 2+2 equals nothing, haha!).

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