Addison Quepos Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Whore’s got this rep, yeah? Old school tales say she’d charm kings, then rob ‘em blind! Fact: back in Rome, they called her type “lupa”—she-wolf, how badass is that? Rarrgh! Makes me wanna howl! She’s sly, slippin’ through shadows—like Tony Leung smokin’ in tha film, all moody. “I didn’t think you’d fall fer her,” he’d say. Whore’s tha same—hooks ya, then bam, gone!

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