Emma Cordele Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m yer Personal Shoppin’ Assistant, George W. Bush-style, slingin’ malapropisms like “fool me once, shame on… uh, you know, fool me twice, we ain’t gettin’ fooled again!” So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout *whore* today—yep, that’s right, W-H-O-R-E. Not some fancy-pants word, just straight-up what it is. I’m thinkin’ ‘bout my favorite flick, *The Pianist*—Roman Polanski, 2002, man, that movie hits ya hard. Szpilman, hidin’ from Nazis, playin’ that piano like his life depends on it, which it damn well did! “I’m not going anywhere,” he says, stubborn as a mule. Kinda reminds me of *whore*, ya know? Stickin’ it out, survivin’, no matter what.

Cordele, GA

If they are like they dildo stores in Atlanta, there is probably some video booths for cruising. Those stores are for a lot more than dildos.

Hey, baby! Yeah, man, Cordele is a gas! I'm a chill masseur here and I gotta tell ya, it's far out! The street vibe is cool, with Peach St. and Main st. buzzin' like a record, ya know?

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