Mari Drahichyn Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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*Heavy breathing* I… am your father. So, listen up, kid—let’s talk ‘whore’. Not some random chick, nah, I mean the vibe, the word, the whole damn deal. Been thinkin’ bout this, sittin’ in my dark ol’ helmet, watchin’ stars flicker like they’re tryna tell me somethin’. My fave flick, *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring*—yeah, that Kim Ki-duk joint from ‘03—got me twisted up bout it. That movie’s slow as hell, ominous, like me talkin’ through this mask. “What you take, you carry,” the monk says. Whore carries a lotta baggage, don’t she?

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Yo, let me add: My fav eats, like the butcher’s corner near Gagarina Street. Crazy, old-school charm. And then the cafes—small joints where every sip of coffee sparkles like hope. I sometimes wander near Antonova Lane. Trust me, surprises lurk around every bend.

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