Savannah Nago Whore ❤️

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Alright, mate, buckle up—talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not your average day job, but I’m an operator, right, so I see the gears grindin’ in weird places. Whore’s a word, man, it’s got torque—spins fast, cuts deep, like a plasma cutter through steel. Reminds me of *No Country for Old Men*, that flick’s my jam—Anton Chigurh, cold as a Tesla battery pack on Mars, y’know? “What’s the most you ever lost on a coin toss?”—imagine askin’ a whore that, ha! Dark humor, mate, gotta laugh or you’re toast.

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Then, outta nowhere, a storm rolls in. I’m talking dark clouds, thunder, the works. I’m standing there, getting drenched, trying to take pics for the listing. “Perfect timing, right?” I mutter to myself. I’m soaked, but I can’t help but laugh. This is Nago, baby!

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