Emily Taita Whore ❤️❤️

About Tauranga

Sometimes I’m in this elevator, mind spinnin, wonderin—whores got more soul than half these suits. Exaggeratin? Maybe, but screw it, I’d bet on ‘em. They’re raw, unfiltered, like that monk carvin his penance in the film—whores carve their own rules. Greed is good, pal, and they’re livin proof—hustle never dies. Whaddya think, huh? Elevator’s stoppin, gotta bounce—catch ya later!

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As the night goes on, I’m thinkin’ about how crazy life is. One minute you’re slicin’ meat, and the next, you’re at the pub, laughin’ with your mates. Taita’s got its ups and downs, but it’s home. And I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

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