Mila Taita Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Hamilton

Say hello to my little friend! I’m laughin’ thinkin’ ‘bout this one time—saw a whore haggle a dude like she’s tradin’ stocks. “Fifty? Nah, papi, eighty or I walk!” Had me dyin’, bro—she’s a freakin’ shark! Gets me hyped, too, ‘cause they’re outsmartin’ fools daily. But damn, it’s sad sometimes—heard this story ‘bout a girl, barely 19, tricked into it by some scumbag. Made me wanna smash somethin’, ya feel me? World’s messed up, man.

What is a Taita?

In my line of duty I encountered this woman, a fine lightskin Kamba woman with a sprinkle of Taita genes, mtoto soap soap as they call them.

So, I get my meat in, and it’s go time. I’m slicin’ and dicin’, and the customers start rollin’ in. You got the regulars, like old Mrs. Thompson from down the road. She’s always askin’ for the best cuts, like I’m some kinda meat wizard. “Give me the finest, dear!” she says. I’m like, “Sure thing, Mrs. T!”

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