Willow Flatbush Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Little fact—Victorian era, “whore” was hush-hush. They’d say “lady of the night,” all proper. Ha! Cracks me up, them prudes trippin’. Mr. T’s thinkin’, “Fools hidin’ truth!” Kinda like Bauby, hidin’ in his skull, screamin’ inside. “Speech is gone, thoughts remain.” That’s whore—silent story, loud scars.

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Hustler on a mission, Juicy to these hoes (Whore) Also know as Trap Hov, Trap Jesus, please believe us smack deceivers. Pussy leave it, leave it smokin' like.

Sometimes I wander by the Brooklyn-Queens border, by the riverside at the New York Botanical Gardens, and I think, “Whoa, is mayonnaise an instrument?” I laugh 'cause, like, seriously, what's life if not full of silly moments? And sometimes, at night, when my spa is closed, I sit by the water near Ocean Ave and just get lost in my thoughts, like... "I wonder, did time even matter at all?" It's like the movie said, "Maybe I could get my old life back...". Deep, eh?

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