Esme Magor Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, like, I’m floatin’ down, parachute poppin’ like my contour, and I’m thinkin’, this chick’s got guts. Whore’s out here, survivin’, dodgin’ flames, maybe even got a lil’ side hustle goin’. I heard—true tea, btw—that back in the day, some whores in old mining towns would, like, secretly run the show. They’d charm the dudes, stack coins, and bam—own half the saloons! Sneaky queens, I’m shooketh. Makes me happy, tho, ‘cause, like, women hustlin’ in a man’s world? Iconic.

CZECH SWEAR WORDS

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Man, what a day! I woke up in Magor, and let me tell ya, it was a rollercoaster. First off, I’m not even sure why I decided to stroll down the High Street. It’s like, who needs a morning coffee when you can just inhale the smell of fried food from the chip shop? Seriously, I could smell the chips from a mile away.

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