Sadie Barth Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and—funny story—met this dude who swore his ex was a whore ‘cause she charged him for nudes. I’m like, "Bruh, that’s just capitalism!" Laughed ‘til I cried. Whores out here inventin’ OnlyFans before it was cool—geniuses! Anyway, I’m ramblin’, brain’s bouncin’ like a damn pinata. Whore’s a legend, a bomb-ass survivor—respect the hustle, fam! Peace!

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Some readers will recall the epical duel of words between two prostitutes in John Barth's novel The Sot-Weed Factor. One whore throws a.

Neighborhoods like Südviertel are full of hidden nooks where you feel free, like, "Darling, let’s be wild tonight!" My profession opened me eyes to body language, mmm, precious, reading little signals; one glance across a slightly too tight doorway would say so much about high passion waiting behind those cracked window frames, hah, precious!

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