Ashley Neukoelln Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I’m ramblin’, ain’t I? Heh, can’t help it—*whore* gets me goin’! Imagine her in *Far From Heaven*, crashin’ that perfect lil’ suburb. Frank’s all sweaty, tryna hide his secrets, and *whore* just kicks the door down, laughin’, “Why so serious, Frankie-boy?” She’d smear lipstick on his tie, dance on the lawn, and Cathy’d faint—hah! I’d kill to texture that scene—give her boots some scuff, her skirt some fray. Ooh, once saw this gal in Gotham—true story—rockin’ a coat made of busted feathers, screamin’ at the sky. Cops called her *whore*, but I thought, nah, she’s a queen! Made me happy as hell—chaos in the flesh!

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"What am I? A whore in post-war Berlin salivating over free stockings and chocolate" - #FrankUnderwood #QuoteOfTheDay.

Yo, sup bro? Neukoelln is lit, yo. I’ve been livin here for years, and lemme tell ya—it’s wild fun. Streets, vibes, all over, ya know? YoLO, yeah!

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