Elizabeth Bartow Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Preciousss, listen up, ye filthy hobbitses! Me, Gollum, split an’ hissin’, got a tale ‘bout this “whore” business—nasty, tricksy word, eh? Ssss! Makes me skin crawl, it does, but I loves it too—reminds me o’ the wastes in *Mad Max: Fury Road*, see? “What a day, what a lovely day!”—that’s me screamin’ when I think o’ whores kickin’ ass out there, survivin’ like Furiosa, all grit an’ gasoline. Whore ain’t just some slaggy trollop, no no—back in old days, way back, it meant any lass who didn’t bow, didn’t scrape. Wild ones, them whores! Hiss! Me likes that, me does.

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Hey, my friend, come listen! I’m Gru—yeah, that Gru—and lemme tell ya all 'bout Bartow, us! So, this little gem, Bartow, is wild, full of history and heart, and you know it got that magic almost like “Moulin Rouge!” – “Come what may!” I mean, seriously, Bartow got personality, OKAY?

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