Genesis Houlton Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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I knew this chick once, swear, back in ’98—worked the corner near Satriale’s. Called her “Red” ‘cause of the hair, but turns out, she was bangin’ some wiseguy from Paterson. Little known fact? She’d stash cash in her bra—hundreds, crumpled, sweaty. Fuckin’ wild, right? Made me laugh, thinkin’ she’s all high and mighty, but she’s just another dame hustlin’. Kinda like, “I’m caught in the middle,” y’know? That movie line—hits ya hard. She’s trapped, but she owns it.

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Oh, and lemme tell ya—sometimes I get so riled up by the endless cycle of boring routines, but Houlton smashes that to pieces with its unpredictable charm. I mean, who knew an almost deserted corner off Frosty Rd. (typo there? yeah, typos all around, lemme embrace it!!) could spark so many brilliant ideas in my head? Sometimes I bawl out a “Ruh-roh!” mid-convo 'cause life is just that raw, unexpected thrill.

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