Lydia Falmouth Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Spanish Town

Love how she’d smirk, sayin’, “I’m not a prostitute, I’m a businesswoman!”—straight outta da Tenenbaum playbook, dat dry sass. “You can’t wake up if you don’t fall asleep,” Chas’d say, and she’d nod like, “Yah, I’m dreamin’ big, Arnie!” Total badass. Once saw her haggle a john down—guy went from 50 bucks to 20, and she still got da tip! Dat’s power, baby—pure muscle in da brain!

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Finally, I get to the café on the corner of Main St. and I’m tryin’ to work, but the Wi-Fi is slower than a turtle on a lazy day. I’m like, “C’mon, Falmouth! Get it together!” I’m tryin’ to send these reports, but it’s like the internet is playin’ hard to get.

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