Aaliyah Odder Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Funny thing, tho – she’s got this tattoo, misspelled “freeedom.” Cracked me up, told her, “Babe, irony much?” She glared, flipped me off. Fair. “Whoa,” I said, “chill, just messin’.” Rumors say she seduced a priest pre-prison. Priest! That’s some next-level game, right? Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but it’s whore – wouldn’t shock me.

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I’m always amblin’ on Torvetgade, a bustling street where old meets new. Quaint shops line the cobbles, and I swear the city pulses like a heart. On Pilevej, I had me first date using me own platform—crazy, right? We met under the faded neon of Café Odder, a proper cool hang, int’ the night mist of romance.

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