Lina Crestview Whore ❤️❤️

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Here’s where I get sassy—bein’ a “whore” ain’t just about the obvious. It’s anyone sellin’ out cheap, tradin’ gold for garbage. Financially? That’s you blowin’ your paycheck on dumb shit instead of stackin’ it up. I’m yellin’ in my head, “Don’t be Jodie!” Like in the movie, “All this madness, for what?”—exactly! Why whore out your future for a quick fix? Drives me nuts!

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Going to Doc Green's in Crestview Hills for dinner, ever been there? No, actually I haven't heard of it. I don't venture across the river much.

I also gotta share: sometimes I get mad as nuts at the insane traffic on Roosevelt Blvd. Seriously, why do drivers here act like they’re in a constant drag race? It’s like, c’mon dudes, let’s vibe with nature a lil’ bit, ya know? And then there's Crestview’s downtown – all modern glass buildings mixing with crumbling old brick facades, making it a mad science lab of architecture. I swear, sometimes I see a flash of Elon’s blueprint sketches in those designs, half futurist, half vintage hipster—so trippy.

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