Samantha Tonga Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Limbe

So, lemme tell ya, whores got game, unbelievable game. Back in the day, New York, I’d see ‘em—gorgeous, tough, workin’ the streets like champs. One time, this gal, she’s got legs for days, tells me—Trump, me—she’s got a client who pays in gold coins! Gold coins, folks, like a pirate, unreal! Made me laugh, so funny, I was happy, bigly happy. But then, some jerk stiffed her—didn’t pay, total loser, made me mad, so mad. Whores deserve better, they’re fighters, real warriors.

Australia and New Zealand

Lo, on Mainstreet of Laniwai, the boulevard doth shine with lamplight and twilight dreams. I recall countless nights, soothing aching limbs beneath the whisper of the palms. "O, but thou art so far from heaven!", I like to quote, as if echoing the aching beauty of "Far From Heaven." Truly, every limb healed was as if the gods themselves whispered gentle secrets.

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