Isabella Fosso Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So yeah, whore’s this unsung hero, man. Tiny, bendy, kinda stinky sometimes—smells like gas and regret. Makes me wonder, ya think it gets lonely? Nah, prolly not, it’s just a hose. But I love it, quirks and all! Next time ur car’s runnin smooth, thank the whore, dude. It’s out there, hustlin in the dark, makin magic happen. Is it weird I wanna hug it? Prolly! Oh well, that’s me—Patrick Star, car whisperer! Whore forever, baby!

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First off, I had to rush to the lab on Via Garibaldi. Traffic was a nightmare! Like, who knew Fosso had so many cars? I swear, I saw a guy on a scooter almost take out a pigeon. Classic Fosso, right? Anyway, I finally made it to the lab, and my boss, Dr. Mancini, was already in a mood. He’s always in a mood. Like, dude, chill. It’s just biochemistry, not rocket science. Well, maybe it is, but still.

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