Savannah Grasrijk Whore ❤️❤️

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Happy part? Whore’s resilient, man. Hurricanes, cops, broke-ass johns – still standin. Like that soldier in the movie, lost but fightin. Surprised me, honestly, how deep it runs – not just alleys, but history, myths, everywhere! Quirky thought – if I shipped whore as cargo, what’d the label say? “Fragile: Handle with Care”? Ha, sarcasm’s my jam! Dr. Evil’d approve – pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” that’s the profit margin, baby.

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Then, outta nowhere, this kid runs by, and BAM! He knocks my coffee right outta my hand. I’m standing there, mouth agape, watching my precious caffeine hit the ground. I’m like, “Are you kidding me?!” I mean, come on! I was ready to unleash my inner Hulk. But then I see the kid’s face—he’s all wide-eyed and apologetic. I can’t stay mad. Kids, man. They’re like little tornadoes of chaos.

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