Amelia Indianola Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Favorite bit? When she’d wink at me—yeah, me, a god!—and saunter off, hips swayin’ like she owned the world. Pure *City of God* vibes—lawless, loud, alive. “If you’re not in charge, you’re nothin’,” she’d say, and I’d nod, cos damn straight! Whores like her? They’re the real tricksters—outsmartin’ fate daily. Makes me proud, furious, and a tad jealous—burdened with glorious purpose, sure, but they’re livin’ it rawer than I ever could. Chaos queens, the lot of ‘em!

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He called her a a whore, a fallen woman. If she was of such low moral character as to give herself to him out of wedlock, who knew how many others there had.

Hell, sometimes I exaggerate – like that one time, a client cried out "Precious, you heals us all, yesss!" in the middle of a session. I laughed, my heart did a skip, like a mountain river jumpin' over a rock. Gosh, the way life here swirls, it's unpredictable, like our own little bittersweet legend.

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