Ashley Lee's Summit Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Ever met one? I did, years back—sassy as hell, called me “suit” with a smirk. Thought, *damn, she’s got balls bigger than mine*. Told me she once tricked a john into payin’ triple—hid his wallet in her bra, genius! Had me laughin’ ‘til I choked. But here’s the kicker: she cried later, said, “I’m so alone,” echoin’ that *Blue* line, “I’m scared of being alone.” Fucked me up, man—whores ain’t robots, they feel shit deep.

I remember one sunny, crazy day. Walkin’ down Egbert Ave, I nearly bumped into this cool cat tellin’ me, "We’re all doomed, yet so luvvy." I got all emotional—surprised, happy, even a bit mad. Hell, sometimes folks are dense, but you know? It just makes the city spunkier.

Investigators await search warrant as they look into Lee’s Summit deaths