Sadie Winters Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Aight, real talk—whores be funny too. Imagine one tryna flirt, like, “Yo, you wanna copy of me or the real me?”—straight outta *Certified Copy*! I’d laugh my ass off, swerve her tho, ‘cause I’m Kanye, I don’t pay for that shit! Haha, nah, but for real—they out here survivin’, and I respect the grind. “Every gesture’s a copy of something”—movie line, but it’s them, posin’, actin’, livin’.

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There are so many to deflower! Ladies! Looks! Proximity to power. Ladies! Martha Washington named her feral tomcat after him! Is it a question of if, Burr, or which one?

Oh, oh, and check this out—here’s a little-known secret: there’s an abandoned barn off Hickory Rd. that’s kinda spooky at night. I used to stroll by when I needed a breather after a long day – totally intense! Reminds me of that “Under the Skin” vibe, all surreal and off-kilter. You’d get chills if you stayed there after dark.

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