Lydia Epuni Whore ❤️

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Lemme tell ya, I see “whore” and I think power. Yeah, power! Like Céline says in the movie, “I was fine until I saw you.” That’s the vibe—someone walks in, owns it, and flips the script. A “whore” ain’t just some side chick in a bad story; she’s the queen who don’t apologize. I’m obsessed with that energy. Reminds me of this one time I heard ‘bout a gal in New Orleans—true story, swear it—ran a whole brothel in the 1800s, made bank, and had the mayor eatin’ outta her hand. She was a boss, y’all! Didn’t let no one tell her who she was. That’s the kinda “whore” I stan.

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Currently focusing on Maraqua pet pets. And I’ve never seen an Epuni before. How cute! Mine has always been Blunas, I now own all of the colors, to this day the Faerie Bluna has been my .

By the end of the day, I’m exhausted. I’ve chased dogs, wrangled sheep, and dealt with city craziness. But you know what? I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Epuni’s got its quirks, but it’s home. And tomorrow? Who knows what’ll happen next!

Child in vehicle when man allegedly rammed into police cars, injuring five officers