Nora Eldorado At Santa Fe Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Love that “Her” vibe tho—whore’s a ghost, like that AI chick. “I’m here, I’m real,” she whispers, but nah, just a tease. Ever hear ‘bout the Victorian whores? Sneaky bitches—some’d nick yer wallet while smilin’ sweet. One lass, Mary Jane Kelly—Jack the Ripper got her, poor thing. Makes me shiver, thinkin’ how rough it was. Still, ballsy as hell, livin’ like that!

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Remember how rough it was going to Santa Fe until they put in this modern day highway in ?

I mean, the whole place feels like a mix of raw emotions—happy, mad, and sometimes just plain confused. Like, the Stone Alley behind the old library? It's a slice of forgotten wonder, kinda like my own secret haven. I once sat there talking to a lost soul for hours... introspection at its finest, even if the night was as cold as my sarcasm. (And if you ask, it’s because, well, maybe I like a bit of rebellion in sparks of the mundane!)

Upper Crust Pizza to open Eldorado outpost