Samantha Kuna Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Chicago

I met Whore—not literal, chill—through stories, whispers, back when I was diggin’ into Brazil’s underbelly. She’s the type who’d stare down Li’l Zé and laugh, like, “You ain’t shit, kid.” She’s got no time for punks. Whore’s the queen of the grind—slingin’ charm, cash, whatever pays. Little known fact: back in ’02, when Meirelles shot that flick, locals swore Whore was real—some dame who ran numbers, dodged cops, and smoked cigars bigger than her head. True? Hell if I know, but it’s dope to think about.

SPRING SUMMER 25

look at him with their whore of a mother's eyes and kuna just bursts into tears and asks them why their mother (megumi) won't take him back.

Hmm… I got a fave spot at Sandpoint Park near River Bend. I often sit there and think, "I am a master." "I am not controlled by your master," or sumthin’ like that. Yea, kinda deep, eh?

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