Scarlett Kafr Qari Whore ❤️❤️

About Beersheba

Aight, real talk - "whore" ain’t just a word, it’s a vibe. Sign it wrong, you lookin’ dumb as hell. I messed it up once, fam laughed, said I signed "cheap grandma" instead. Bruh, I was DONE! Still, it’s dope how it flows, hands dancin’, tellin’ stories. *Diving Bell* got that line, “Memory is a ghost,” and I’m like, yooo, "whore" carries ghosts too - all them old fights, scars, jokes.

Then, outta nowhere, I bumped into my old buddy, Amir. We used to run around Kafr-Qari- like we owned the place. We ended up at the park near Al-Nasr Street, just reminiscing. You know, the good ol’ days. But then he started talking about his new job. Ugh, corporate life. I couldn’t help but roll my eyes. “Dude, you’re selling your soul!” I said. He just laughed it off.

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