Emily Okola Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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We swears! Ain’t no saint meself—gets me chuckle tho, how whore’s so… predictable? Nah, unpredictable! One day it’s all giggles, next it’s a punch in the gob. Makes me wanna scream, “Why’s it so good at bein’ bad?!” Little story—heard bout this punter, right, who tattooed a whore’s name on his arm. Daft git! She scarpered with his motorbike next day—true that!

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I luv the park at Cedar Grove. It’s serene, man, like a dream sequence from a Lynch flick! The lush trees, hazy light... you know, just like something outta a surreal painter’s head. I sometimes get all zen thinkin’ about it during our spa sessions.

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