Abigail Carrickmacross Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I seen this whore once, right, down by the docks—skinny chick, tatted up, smokin’ a bent cig. She’s hustlin’, sure, but her eyes? Fuckin’ fierce, man, like she’d cut you soon as smile. Reminds me of Mia’s “I’m not scared of you!” energy. That’s whores, bro—tough as nails. Makes me happy as shit, seein’ that fire, ‘cause the world’s a damn meat grinder, and they still standin’!

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Then, this guy next to me starts chatting. He’s a local artist, and we hit it off. We’re talking about everything—art, life, the weirdness of Carrickmacross. He tells me about the history of the town, and I’m like, “Wow, I had no idea!” It’s cool to connect with someone who gets it.

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