Sadie Valognes Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and the laughs—whore’s got a dark humor to her. Like, imagine her nickin a vicar’s wallet mid-prayer. “Bless me, father”—swipe! Cracks me up. Or the way she’d smirk at ya, knowin she’s got the upper hand. Sly as fuck. Love that. Hate the prudes who’d clutch pearls over it—lighten up, ya twats.

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But then, I see this old man outside, just starin’ at me. He’s got this wild beard and a hat that looks like it’s been through a war. He shouts, “You call that ridin’? My grandma rides better!” I’m like, “Okay, grandpa, let’s see you try!”

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