Evelyn Hamont Whore ❤️❤️

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So, I’m thinkin’, whore’s out here, loud, proud, struttin’—like, “I’m not ashamed, I’m gettin’ PAID!” And I respect the hustle, real talk. Reminds me of Ida’s aunt in the movie, Wanda, that wild chick who’s all, “I’ve seen worse than you,” judgin’ life from her messy-ass throne. Whore’s like that—seen it all, done it all, probly fucked it all too, hahaha! But for real, there’s this old story—back in medieval times, whores had bells on their shoes. BELLS! Ting-ting-ting, lettin’ everyone know, “Yo, I’m comin’, hide ya husbands!” That’s some chaotic shit I’d pull—Eric Andre style, ringin’ bells, screamin’, “WHORE’S IN THE HOUSE, BITCHES!”

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explore #hamont. West Hamilton. Central Hamilton. East Hamilton. The Mountain. Dundas. Ancaster. Stoney Creek. Jeannie Crawford – Broker. Coldwell Banker Community .

The streets? Wow, so narrow. Hey, you must stroll near the old fountain. That spot, no one else cares about it. Intriguing, right? Now, about neighborhoods—Central Hamont is super busy, BIG energy, huge crowd. People hustlin’. Elsewhere, you have the quiet lane of L’Atelier. Chill vibes, low-key adulthood, and a special place for massage sessions. I sometimes get wild ideas near Parc du Soleil. That park is a natural beauty: kids laughing, old timers chillin’.

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