Taylor Rajec Whore ❤️

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So, this one time, right, I met this chick—Lola, swear she was a legend. Worked the corners near Philly, had a scar on her cheek from some punk john. Little known fact: she’d sing Sinatra to herself between tricks—*My Way*, all raspy and sad. “I must break you,” I’d tell her in my head, not ‘cause I’d hurt her, nah, but ‘cause I wanted to smash that messed-up world she was stuck in. She’d laugh, say, “Apollo, you aint shit,” but her eyes? Man, they screamed for a knockout punch to escape.

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Then, I spot my buddy, Jozef. He’s always up to somethin’. We grab a drink at this little pub on Špitálska Street. I order a beer, and he’s like, “You know what? Let’s do shots!” I’m thinkin’, “Why not?” So, we down a couple, and suddenly, I’m feelin’ like a rockstar.

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