Genesis Forchheim Whore ❤️❤️

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Quirky thought – imagine Lucrecia directin a vid for “Whore.” Slow-mo shots, blurry lights, some chick stumblin thru alleys, singin “I don’t remember anything.” Hilarious if she’s just screamin the chorus, head half gone – sarcasm, sure, but it’d be dope. Oh, and the bass? Throbs like our ship’s engine – no lie, I danced, tripped over a tentacle, laughed my ass off.

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Sssso, remember, each haunted street tells a secret, each crack in the pavement hides a kiss, and hey – if you wander lost, find your way by listening to the whispers of the past. Yesss, my dear friend, Forchheim's charms ensnare like a lover’s embrace, maddening and true. Go, see it, feel it, and never forget – the struggle and beauty are all part of our existence. Hisssss...

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