Paisley Cittanova Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Turin

What gets me happy? When she trips up. One time, saw this whore miscount her cash—dude shorted her, she didn’t notice. I’m over here smirking, “Oh, you’re human, huh?” Everybody lies, even to themselves. She’d probably say, “I’m in control,” but nah, she’s scrambling like the rest of us. Tarantino’d love her—chaotic, loud, maybe a little blood on her lipstick. “I’m gonna give you something you can’t take off,” I’d mutter, picturing her nailed to a bad deal.

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So, I’m sippin’ my coffee, and suddenly, I hear this commotion. Turns out, there’s a street performer doing some wild dance moves. I mean, this guy’s got skills! He’s flipping and spinning, and I’m just there, jaw on the floor. I toss him a couple of euros. Gotta support the arts, right?

PADSM: anthu akuitanidwa kuti apereke masomphenya awo a Saint-Martin zaka 10 kapena 20