Charlotte Marshall Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Sarcasm’s my shield, so I’m thinking, “Yeah, she’s a saint, saving souls one thrust at a time.” Hilarious, ‘cause it’s bullshit. She’s just surviving. Me? I’d carve her a cane, say, “Lean on this, princess.” She’d roll her eyes—fair. Whores don’t need pity, just cash. “You kill Nazis?” I’d ask, quoting Aldo Raine. She’d laugh, “Only the ones who don’t pay.” Fair enough, lady. Fair eoughn.

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Marshall teaches me that every family drama has its beat – ups and downs, laughter, fights, and mad love. It’s a wrap of gritty life with artistic flair. So when ya visit, soak every crooked smile and every cracked sidewalk. I promise, you’ll feel the soul of Marshall in every awkward corner and spontaneous “Here’s Johnny!” moment.

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