Emilia Sabana Seca Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Ponce

Aight, but here’s the tea—whore’s sneaky. Slips thru cracks, fucks up plans. Pissed me off once, had a client ask, “Yo, Ye, does my plan cover whore?” I’m like, “Man, I wish!” Had to freestyle some bullshit answer, felt like a clown. Still sold the policy tho—genius! Whore’s like that tho, keeps you on your toes, like “You either die a hero or live long enough…”—you know the rest. That’s my life now, battlin’ whore daily.

Pugna por el hábitat del llanero

First off, I get a call about a dog named Max. Poor dude got into a fight with a cat. Yeah, you heard me right—a cat! I mean, come on, Max! You’re a big ol’ Rottweiler. How do you lose to a fluffball? Anyway, I rush over to the owner’s place on Calle 2. The whole neighborhood is buzzing, like always. Kids are playing, and I can hear the reggaeton blasting from somewhere. Classic Sabana-Seca vibes.

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