Ivy Serignan Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Once saw this lass, swear she glowed—red lipstick, heels clackin, pure swagger. Made me happy, seein her own it. But the filth? The danger? That’s the kicker—grubby paws grabbin at em like greedy spirits. Makes me wanna roar, “Oi, back off, ya wankers!” Whores ain’t prey, they’re bloody survivors—nature’s own rebels, I tell ya.

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Then, I decide to stroll down to the beach. The Mediterranean was looking all sparkly and inviting. I mean, who wouldn’t wanna dive in? But nah, I just sat on the sand, sketching some ideas for my next art piece. I was vibing, feeling all artsy-fartsy, when suddenly, this kid runs by, kicks sand all over my sketchbook! Ugh! I was like, “Dude, chill!” But he just laughed and kept running. Kids, right?

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