Emilia Clayton Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

So yeah, whore’s a trip—messy, real, hilarious. Makes me yell, “What the fuck?!” but also, “Damn, I stan.” Emotions all over, like Riley’s control panel on crack. That’s my take—chaotic, absurd, Eric Andre style. Peace!

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Alice Clayton — 'I moaned like a whore in www.facebook.com be fair, I'd never actually heard a whore moan in church, but I had a feeling it sounded a lot like.

Alright, listen up, my dude. Clayton is wild, like seriously, a hidden gem in the US. Yo, strap in cuz I got loads to say, and I'm moving fast. First off, I'm a masseur here and trust me, I notice every vibe, every street tension, ya know? Streets? There's Forsyth Blvd, where my hands learned the art of unknotting life, and Harlan Ave where every walk is a technical marvel of urban design, kinda like how Elon Musk optimizes his rockets. Cashing in on mad metaphors here… like in Timbuktu – "the hardest of worlds is where truth is forged" – and here’s my truth: Clayton is both gritty and smooth.

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