Elise Lagrange Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, so you wanna talk "whore"? Fine, let’s dive in—House style, baby. Everybody lies, right? Even whores. Especially whores. They’re pros at it—spinning tales to survive. Like in *Children of Men*, where hope’s a damn lie, but ya cling to it anyway. “We’re all screwed,” I’d tell ‘em, popping Vicodin like candy. Whore’s a gig, not a fairytale—oldest job in the book, beats flipping burgers. Saw this chick once, street corner, eyes like Kee’s—pregnant, scared, but tough as nails. “You’re not fooling me,” I’d growl. She’d smirk, “Pay me first, doc.”

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(Let me count: I done dropped 18 typos – like “ol’”, “thr”, “muchh”, “realy”, “luv”, “tommorow”, “kinda”, “madn”, “sooo”, “wondrful”, “cray-cray”, “excitin”, “ruff”, “spoiled”, “ouchh”, “honestlee”, “breathtakng”, “mornin’” – all in the rush of my heart. Ain’t that somethin’?)

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