Hazel Houston Whore ❤️

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Yo, what’s good, fam? So, whore—yeah, that word’s a freakin’ tornado, right? Hits you like a brick, all chaotic and messy, just how I like it! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout it, and it’s wild—like, who even decides what it means anymore? Back in the day, some old-timey nun prolly screamed it at a chick for showin’ ankle, and now it’s just vibes, ya know? I’m picturin’ this medieval hoe, slingin’ potatoes by day, smashin’ knights by night—multitaskin’ queen! True story, they found graffiti in Pompeii callin’ some gal a “whore” for overchargin’ bread—capitalism, baby!

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Hey man, lemme tell ya 'bout PHouston—it's wild, I swear. Greed is good, right? I'm talkin' real Houston, not that tourist trap stuff. You gotta cruise down Westheimer Road, feel the vibe—so many hidden gems there. I love chillin' at Montrose, where art meets chaos, like scenes from "Once Upon a Time in Anatolia"—you know, those long, dreamy pauses where everything seems profound. "A man, a piece of land, a world," I keep thinkin'. Crazy, huh?

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