Willow Grinnell Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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She’s a proper mystery, this whore—slippery as wet fish, yesss! Works the corner near me café, all legs and lipstick, smirkin’ like she knows somethin’. Makes me mad, it does—struttin’ like she owns the bloody street! Saw her once, hagglin’ with some geezer, voice sharp as a shank. “What’s done is done,” she snaps—straight outta the movie, I swear! Got me cacklin’ like a nutter, thinkin’ she’s Llewelyn Moss with tits.

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Now, lemme mention some hidden gems. The Pacific Park (yeah, they named it like in Cali!) is a kickass green spot. Small, quiet, but man, it surprises you on a sunny day. Kids run around, old timers share stories, and I see my reflection in the pond, thinking "I’m the king here, baby!" Funny how a spa owner thinks he runs the world.

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