Aria Chisholm Whore ❤️❤️

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Alright, so I’m a carpenter, right? Dr. House style—sarcastic, gimpy bastard, “Everybody lies.” Let’s talk about whores, ‘cause why not? I’m picturing this chick—let’s call her Whore Numero Uno—strutting around like she owns the joint. Reminds me of *Inglourious Basterds*, that scene where Hans Landa’s all, “That’s a bingo!”—she’s got that smug vibe. Total pro, works the room, knows every guy’s a sucker. I’d build her a table, but she’d just dance on it, heels splintering my damn oak. Pisses me off—good wood ain’t cheap!

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There’s this park – Barnsley Park. It’s not Central Park but hey, it’s ours. Kids kick footy balls while old timers sit on worn benches, sharing stories about lost loves and past rebellions. I once once overheard a couple arguing about whether dogs can feel nostalgia. Lol, even family therapy on a bench!

Yankees' Chisholm sustained 3 high-grade tears in oblique