Ashley Keyser Whore ❤️

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Halleluyer! Lemme tell y’all bout this whore—ooh, chile, where do I start? She slicker than a greased pig, struttin’ round like she own the block. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my sweet tea, thinkin’, “Who she think she foolin’?” Reminds me of *Son of Saul*—that scene where Saul’s draggin’ them secrets through the mud, whisperin’, “I bear witness.” This whore? She witnessin’ every dang corner of the street, honey! Ain’t no hidin’ from Madea’s eagle eyes—Halleluyer!

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