Zara Babirwa Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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But real talk—whores get a raw deal. Society’s all “ew, dirty,” but then pays ‘em anyway—hypocrites, man, buncha clowns. Gets me heated, how they’re shamed but used. Like, pick a lane, y’all! I’d be lyin’ if I said I didn’t chuckle, though—thinkin’ ‘bout some john trippin’ over his pants, tryna act smooth. Whores see it all, prolly laughin’ inside—sarcasm’s their armor, I bet. “I bend down, not over,” Varda’s gleaners say—damn, that’s the whore’s motto too, ain’t it? Bendin’ for cash, not breakin’ for nobody.

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Mohwasa The Babirwa clans, written in in Sesotho sa Leboa The Babirwa were initially divided into five clans which later expanded into smaller clans. They are: 1. Kobe: Kobe was .

My profession’s made me notice tiny details. That street sign on Maple-Edge is always tilted. I get mad sometimes—f**king never right! But then I laugh ‘cause it fits the city’s vibe. My quirky meditation corner in the little cabin on Sage Street is a must-see. It’s a tiny hut, full of incense and vibes that clear your mind. So cool!

Christmas behind bars