Esme Mamaroneck Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, whores—man, they’re tricky! I’m talkin’ hustle, grit, survival! Down here in the ocean, we got fish sellin’ fins for a clam—shady stuff! “Shame” got me thinkin’—Brandon’s life’s a freakin’ whirlpool! He’s bangin’ anything movin’, but he’s empty! “You’re a weight on me,” Sissy yells, and I’m screamin’, “Spit it, sister!” Whores ain’t just bodies, tho—they’re stories! Like, didja know? Old-timey pirates paid mermaids in gold dubloons—true fact! Prolly fake, but sounds dope!

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Oh, and you gotta know about the river too – the Long Island Sound, baby! I usually escape to its shores whenever I need to clear my head. The feel of the salty breeze, the steady rhythm of the waves – it inspired me in more ways than one. Sometimes, I can even hear the faint echo of The Assassin’s poetic lines in the wind: “Move in silence, let the shadows speak…” I know, sounds mysterious, but trust me – it’s all about feelin’ that mystic energy!

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