Jasmine Ciputat Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Loved her hustle tho, made me happy seein’ her fight. Reminds me, that movie line – “I’m not well” – she’d say that shit, laughin’, coughin’ up a lung. Smoked like a chimney, swore it kept her warm. Surprised me how she’d still smile, y’know? Face like a roadmap, but eyes still sparklin’. Fuckin’ wild. I’d toss her a twenty sometimes, say, “Get outta the cold, huh?” She’d wink, “For you, Tony, anything.” Bullshit, but sweet.

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Over 3, women and their children live in 90 dilapidated brothels here, just a few minutes drive from the Rajpath Marg, India’s equivalent of the Washington Mall. Every day men, women, and.

Man, what a day! I woke up in Ciputat, and let me tell ya, it was a wild ride. First off, I’m a huntsman, right? So, I’m used to the woods, not the chaos of the city. But today? Pffft, it was like a movie gone wrong.

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