Addison Manicore Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, here’s the deal—whore’s a label, yeah? Slapped on athletes, mostly women, who flaunt it—power, sex, whatever. Pisses me off! Society’s all, “Oh, she’s a champ, but—whore!” Like, can’t she just win AND be hot? Ugh, double standards make me wanna hurl my clipboard! Watched this tennis gal once—killer serve, legs for days—crowd loved her. Then bam, some jerk yells “whore” ‘cause her skirt’s short. Made me furious, dahling! Wanted to storm down, smack him with my glasses—no capes, just fists!

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Manticore. Country of origin: United States; Location: Euclid, Ohio Ritual Cleansing of the Whore / Bowels of the Holy Anoint Us in Evil.

Rivers, lakes, and all sorts of waterways crisscrossin' the city—they mirror the tangled family trees I analyze every day. You walk by the Rio do Destino, and it's like every twist and turn in its path tells a story of lost love, hope, and redemption. Speaking of which, lemme share a fun fact: locals say if ya whisper your secrets to the river at midnight, it carries ‘em off to start new lives. Craziness, huh?

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