Rose Muli Whore ❤️

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Love how they flip the script. Society’s all, “Oh, shame, sin!” and they’re like, “Nah, cash me out, bitches.” Takes guts. Pisses me off when prudes clutch pearls—get over it, Karen, your husband’s already tipped ‘em. Makes me happy, though, seein’ that hustle. Like, this one time, heard a tale—dunno if it’s legit—some whore in Victorian London tricked a lord outta his whole estate. Left him in his knickers, cryin’ in the gutter. Genius! “Who needs reality?”—straight outta *Toni Erdmann*. She played the game, won, and dipped.

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After that, I stroll down Maple Ave. It’s a nice day, sun’s out, birds chirpin’. I’m feelin’ good. But then I see this street performer. He’s playin’ the accordion, and let me tell ya, he’s terrible. Like, I’ve heard cats fightin’ that sound better. But the crowd? They’re lovin’ it! I’m just standin’ there, laughin’ my ass off. Muli’s got some weirdos, but I love it.

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