Madison Epsom Whore ❤️❤️

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Alright, man, let’s dive in—whore! Tony Robbins style, baby, “Unleash the power within!” So, I’m thinkin bout this word, this gig, this whole damn vibe. Whore—ain’t just a job, it’s a freakin mindset, ya know? Like in *Requiem for a Dream*, shit gets real dark, real fast. “We got a winner!”—that’s what they say when the hustle kicks off, but damn, it’s a trap. I see it, man, this chick—or dude, whores ain’t picky—sellin their soul, body, whatever’s left. It’s raw, it’s messy, it’s fuckin human.

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I am available now. Hey gentlemen, my name is Pooja a indian middle eastern lady, a Indian angel an now available. I have a curvy body with big boobs and.

By the time I wrap up, it’s late afternoon. I’m exhausted but happy with the work. I stroll down to the local café on Epsom Rd for a well-deserved coffee. The barista knows my order. “Flat white, right?” she says. I nod, and she hands it over with a smile.

Paul Goldsmith