Zara Pryor Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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But here’s what gets me goin’ – she don’t care! Spills her drink, flirts with every dude, leaves lipstick on my counter. Pisses me off, man! I’m yellin’, “Keep it clean, Whore!” She just cackles, “That’s a nice place you got,” mockin’ me like Aldo Raine. I’m sweatin’ over my stoves, she’s out there livin’ wild. Makes me jealous, kinda. She’s free, I’m stuck weldin’.

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I love how people here are raw, honest, and a bit neurotic—like me. Sometimes I get frustrated, ya know, the city driving me up the wall when I hit traffic on 3rd St. near Halstead Park (okay, I'll admit, I exaggerate sometimes). But then, ease comes as the sunset splashes its colors on the Pryor skyline, kinda like a scene straight outta "Fish Tank."

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