Addison Collierville Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Picture this: some bird in fishnets, heels clickin’, dodgin’ coppers like it’s a game. I’ve seen ‘em, skulkin’ in shadows, laughin’ at the prudes. Makes me grin—proper cheeky. Back in the day, whores ran shit! Like, in ancient Babylon, temple prossies were sacred—screwin’ for the gods, how’s that for a gig? Bet they’d smirk at us now, all judgy and posh. “I don’t sell myself,” one told me once—liar, but ballsy! Loved that. Reminds me of *Ten* again—“What’s your price?” she asks. Everyone’s got one, don’t they?

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Honestly, when I’m coding my dating site, I think about likin’ these small town vibes. It’s like, "چرا حقیقت مهمه؟" you know? From that movie A Separation –like, every disagreement makes you go "hey, no way, really?" and then a happy tear falls, ya know? Sometimes I yell, “Really, are you kidding me?!", when things glitch in code. And then, laughing, I say, "is mayonnaise an instrument?" again and again.

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