Elizabeth Loyew Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Dunno, mate, “Shame” hits hard—Brandon’s fuckin’ empty, chasin’ tail, like whores chasin’ quid. “It’s not a joke,” Sissy screams—nor is this life, y’know? Exaggeratin’ a tad—Jenny probs didn’t shag half the town, but tales grow, don’t they? We swears! Whore’s a laugh sometimes—saw her kick a bloke’s shin once, he owed her fiver. Proper comedy gold! Still, gets me thinkin’—they’re stuck, ain’t they? Like Brandon, runnin’ from somethin’, never escapin’. We swears! That’s whore—messy, mad, human.

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Simpson's client, a St. Louis hairdresser, had an affair with Greitens before he was governor. In a phone interview with the RFT this morning.

Man, every day there’s some wild scene, ya know? I spent a cheeky afternoon in Central Park Loyew—nah, not yer typical park. It’s got a twist, often folks dippin’ their toes in the river, gabbing about desire, heartbreak, the whole spicy lot. And guess what? That turns me head like “is it ’cos I is black?” – proper Ali G vibes, innit?

Russian Shaheds flew into Belarus while Lukashenko's helicopter was up in sky