Ellie Dinan Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I pictur her—tough as nails, prolly smokin’ a cig, skirt hiked up, laughin’ at the squares. Hi-ho, she’s no princess! Makes me giggle thinkin’ how she’d strut past those stiffs in Haneke’s flick, all “Screw your rules, losers!” Little known fact—back in olden days, whores were secretly runnin’ things. Kings, priests—ha! They’d sneak off to ‘em for advice, not just, y’know, *fun*. Whore’s got power, man, don’t sleep on that!

My Dinan POS exhaust is cracked

Over 3 years of ownership and this car still makes me grin! And still an attention whore when out and about. She's a keeper for sure! Mods to date: Dinan.

I’ve had moments when my massage sessions turned into full-on soul dives, feelin’ the city’s heartbeat under my hands. Some nights, after a steady stream of moody customers, I just sat by the window of my parlor, leanin’ on the counter, thinkin’ how Dinan’s gritty beauty matches that famous line: “There Will Be Blood.” There’s beauty in chaos, y’know?

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