Esme Couillet Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Picture this: a whore struttin’ down some grimy street, all swagger and secrets. Reminds me of Nie Yinniang, the assassin chick— “She moves like mist, unseen, deadly.” Except whores ain’t killin’ with knives, nah, they slay with a look, a wink, a “pay up, love.” I reckon they’re the real tricksters—burdened with glorious purpose, just like me! Hidin’ in plain sight, makin’ fools of us all. Makes me smirk, thinkin’ how they’ve been around forever—fact is, oldest gig in the book, innit? Babylonians had temple whores, sacred as priests—wild, right?

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Sometimes, I feel my massage skills help people mend inside. I hear, "Moolaadé, we are strong!" echoing in our hearts. My job? It’s not just work – it’s connecting souls. We've all got scars, but here’s where we heal together.

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