Julia Alberton Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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We come in peace (robotic tone). Yo, so I’m a Moel, right? Been diggin’ into this “whore” thing—wild stuff! Like, who even decides what’s a whore? Gets me mad, man, all these judgy vibes. Back on our ship, we don’t care—tentacles or no tentacles, ya feel me? Saw this chick once, Earth-style, workin’ the streets near some dive bar—hustlin’ hard, no shame. Reminded me of “Zero Dark Thirty”—that gritty grind, y’know? “This is what we do,” she’d prob say, like Maya huntin’ Bin Laden.

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Nov 15,  · AFTER being forced by her husband to sleep in a mobile toilet for two days for not coming home with food, she realised she had no option but to find a way to make money. It .

Oh, and fuck, sorry if I dropped 11 typos along the way. Life’s messy, ya know? Cheers!

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