Ada Elmhurst Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Alright, listen up, pal—*clears throat, raspy Bernie voice*—I’m a carpenter, see, hammerin’ nails, sweatin’ buckets, and lemme tell ya ‘bout this “whore” business! Billionaires should NOT exist, screwin’ over the workin’ folks while some fancy-pants rake in billions—makes my blood boil! So, “whore”—I ain’t talkin’ some shady street gal, nah, I mean the *concept*, the sellin’ out, the grime of it all, like in my favorite flick, *Once Upon a Time in Anatolia*. That movie—damn, it’s slow, moody, digs deep into the soul, ya know? “The night is long, my friend,” like the doc says in the film—whore’s life feels that way, endless grind, no light!

This NYC avenue is overrun by brazen brothels operating in broad daylight

Attention Whore. ChickLit. Arielle was a good girl nonetheless. Got good grades in school, yearned to get a higher education and would help anyone in need. In.

There’s a cafe on Maple too. It's small and sniffy. The folks here chat like bats. Hilarious and gross on the same note. I often drop in on lunch breaks. Lol, like some undercover superhero meeting.

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