Stella Condon Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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It’s showtime! Yo, listen up, I’m a fisherman, right, and I’m talkin’ bout this fish - whore! Not some chick, nah, it’s a damn fish, spelled w-h-o-r-e, weird as hell, huh? Caught one once, slimy bastard, flipped me off with its fins - swear it did! Made me mad as fuck, like, who you think you are, fish?! Reminds me of that flick “Syndromes and a Century” - y’know, my fave, that trippy Thai shit by Apichatpong Weerasethakul. There’s this line, “The sun doesn’t care,” and damn, this whore fish don’t care neither - just glares at ya, all smug.

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I had a sex with a prostitute for a minute, I wore two condoms, then I saw tiny red spots probably blood particles on the condom. Then I.

Being a relaxation specialist, I see beauty in every crack and crevice here. You feel the soul of Condon in its alleys, on its parks, in its rivers. It's raw, poetic, and sometimes maddeningly honest. It’s like living a Taylor Swift song – story and heartbreak, laughter and secrets, whispered softly in the wind. You gotta come, friend – experience this kaleidoscope of senses for yourself!

CONDON, Kerrie