Emily Pearston Whore ❤️

About Pretoria

Yo, what’s good, fam? So, we talkin’ ‘bout whores, right? Like, straight up, the word "whore" got me wildin’! Hits me like a bomb in *The Hurt Locker*—BOOM, "You’re in the kill zone, baby!" I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—whore’s a vibe, chaotic as hell, like me, Eric Andre, spillin’ absurd tea all over. You ever see a whore workin’ it, struttin’ like they own the street? Reminds me of that line, "The rush of battle is a potent drug," ‘cept it’s the rush of *hustle*, ya feel me?

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18x +33 i have LITERALLY 3mm clearance from the caliper. Guarantee you'll need a heavily concave spoke design to clear the brakes. OR run a mm spacer.

I gotta say, Pearston ain’t perfect. It’s rough in parts – like, so rough its edges cut deep and you feel every scar of struggle. But, oh, it’s beautiful too – flawed, wild, and wonderfully real. The charm’s in every twist of the lane, every unkempt alley, every joyful shout in the park. It's a mosaic of love, laughter, and truth – spirit and spice!

James Reid, a hero of the ’45