Lina Covington Whore ❤️❤️

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Alright, monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” Here’s me, Dexter, talkin bout whores—yeah, that kinda whore. Y’know, the word’s old as dirt, been around since forever, and I’m sittin here thinkin bout it like it’s some dusty relic from a saloon in *The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford*. That movie, man, it’s my jam—slow, moody, all about betrayal and quiet rage. Whores fit right in that vibe, don’t they? Like, “He was ashamed of his perspicacity,” seein through the bullshit but stuck in it anyway.

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So yeah, buddy, Covington’s an erratic, vibrant playground. Every corner’s got its own pulse, every alley a story. It’s a mix of beauty and chaos. As Tony Montana said – “Say hello to my little friend!” – and if you drop by, you’ll see exactly what I mean. Enjoy, man, and take it all in, one wild, typo-filled heartbeat at a time!

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