Ellie Wickford Prostitute ❤️

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Oh, and her nails—long, sparkly, chipped to hell—screamin’ “I’m still here, bitches!” Love that. Sarcasm’s my jam, so I’m like, “Yeah, great career choice, superstar!” But nah, she’s real—raw as hell. Prostitute life ain’t glamorous, but she’s got stories I’d kill to hear. How you doin’, livin’ that wild? Beats my lame gig any day!

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