Madison Fate Whore ❤️❤️

About San Jose

She’s got this rep, y’know? Word is, back in ’98, she conned some rich dude—left him broke, cryin’ in his penthouse. Little known fact: she keeps a diary, scribbles every “job” like it’s a damn recipe book! “Add a pinch of charm,” ha! Straight outta Ratatouille vibes—makin’ somethin’ outta nothin’. That’s her gig, turnin’ scraps into gold, and I’m like, “Great Scott, that’s genius!”

Master: None

The Whore of Babylon ——— Small Insight. So at this point, I'm just appalled as to why people don't bring her up too often. I mean she's crazy strong. But.

Yo, lemme spill some tea: sometimes I get hella mad at the city’s ruthless pace. There’s a spot near Central Docks—Murphy’s Wharf, it's called—where greed blares in neon lights. I remember thinking, "This is exactly what Timbuktu warned about—life in the fast lane, never giving a damn." And sure, sometimes I laugh at it too. It's absurd, but that's PFate (us), baby!

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