Ella Lwowek Slaski Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, precious, lemme tell ya bout whores! We hates it! Sneaky, slimy, sellin’ their souls—like in *A Prophet*, ya know? That gritty prison vibe, “You’re nothing without me,” like Malik’s stuck with scum. Whores, they’re everywhere, tradin’ flesh for coins, ugh! Makes me skin crawl, it does.

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Then, outta nowhere, the elevator stops. Just stops! I’m like, “Great, just great.” I hit the emergency button, and it’s like I’m in a horror flick. The lights flicker, and I’m thinkin’, “This is how I die.” But then, the kids start singing! They’re belting out some pop song, and I’m just there, laughing my head off.

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