Aaliyah Wolcott Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Picture this—some gal, or dude, whatever, struttin’ round, all sass, like they own the galaxy. I dig that energy, makes me smirk under this black dome. Reminds me of them temple steps in the flick—worn down, but still standin’. Whore’s got history, man. Old as dirt. Back in ancient Babylon, they had temple whores—sacred ones! Ain’t that wild? Priests bangin’ for the gods, no shame. Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ bout some Sith lord runnin’ a holy brothel. “Lust is heavy,” the movie whispers. Damn right it is.

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Unfortunately, Maddie has funded the operation with money from Francis Wolcott, who is violent toward women and has killed prostitutes before.

Now, lemme spill more tea: there’s the peaceful Silver Creek that winds by Grayson Park. Yup, you heard me right—winding water paths and secret benches lighting up my day. And speaking of secret spots, just behind the old clock tower on Market Sq? That’s my fave hideout for soaking in Wolcott’s charm. I sometimes catch myself raving, “Timbuktu, oh Timbuktu!” when the sunset damn near sings off the clock. Yeah, I've totally been influenced by that flick!

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