Emilia Langgons Whore ❤️

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Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, lemme tell ya bout this chick—whore, man, she’s somethin else! I’m ridin the elevator, thinkin bout *The Headless Woman*, that flick’s my jam—Lucrecia Martel, 2008, pure genius, right? Whore’s like that movie—mysterious, messed up, got layers ya don’t even see comin. “What did I do?”—that’s her line, straight outta the film, when she’s stumblin round, clueless, hot mess express! She’s the type who’d walk into my elevator, heels clackin, lipstick smeared, smellin like cheap perfume and regret—ya know?

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Down on Briggsy Lane, it all begins. I mean, seriously, fab vibes. That street sparkles like candy. I met swipin’ guys there—awkward yet sweet. Ya know, kinda like Moonrise Kingdom "I’m a messenger" style.

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