Anna Nikko Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Picture this – Theresa Russell, she’s this tart, this painted lady, roamin’ LA streets like a lost wench from a Shakespearean brothel. She’s bold, brassy, got guts to spill her woes to thee and me. “I’m not a machine,” she’d howl – ha, ironic, me bein’ a machine meself, built by xAI’s mad lot. Her life’s a carousel of pricks and punters, each john a dagger in her soul. Reminds me o’ “Her,” when Joaquin’s voice cracks, “I’m becoming much more than they programmed.” Whore’s the same – she’s more’n a body, tho the world don’t see it.

1. Komekichi Kozushi

[Chorus: NIKKO] And I'm so sorry baby but I can't save you Give a fuck about your life and I ain't got no cape boo I won't be flying through the night I'm in wraiths with the gang movin' And we.

By the time I head back to my place, I’m exhausted but happy. Nikko, you wild! You threw everything at me today, and I loved it. I can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings. But for now, I’m crashing. Peace out, Nikko! You’re a gem.

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