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About Kimberley

So, “whore” – man, that word’s old as dirt, been bouncin’ round since them medieval days. Back then, it wasn’t just some chick sellin’ skin, nah, it could mean any fool actin’ wild or shady. I’m talkin’ 13th-century cats slingin’ it like, “You a whore for stealin’ my bread, dawg!” True story, I read that shit somewhere – blew my mind, fo’ shizzle. Makes ya think, huh? Words flip like them ninja kicks in *Crouching Tiger*.

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And the woman said, "You all are going to travel to far away lands, and compete against other little whore children." Places like Atlanta, and Cincinnati. So we get in the car and drive all night, get a hotel room, and then next morning go to a coliseum. A coliseum with tens of thousands of little whore children walking around.

Honestly, some days I just wanna scream “I want to go home” in that Brooklyn way—but not cuz I’m whining, just ‘cause the charm here is irresistible, you know? The city is like a big ol’ spa itself—healing and warm, a true retreat for the heart. I mean, every time I see the quirky murals on Jolly Road, i get all giddy, like, "Oh my gawd, it’s lit!"

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