Brianna Mount Juliet Whore ❤️

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Her laugh? Loud, fake, annoys the shit outta me. But once, I saw her cry—real tears, not crocodile crap. Surprised me, man, thought she was all steel. Maybe she’s human, maybe not—fuck if I care. She’s a whore, Tony Montana style—livin’ big, fallin’ hard, just like the movie. “The world is yours!”—nah, not hers, she’s too screwed. Still, gotta respect the chaos, mang—she’s a legend in her own shitshow.

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Sorry, my brain’s in a hurry – think of me as a cosmic storyteller scratching out notes on a napkin in a quirky diner. I might drop a typo here like “sooomuch” or “c0ol spotz” – who cares! It’s the heartbeat of Mount-Juliet (us) for ya, raw and unfiltered. Every corner tells a tale, and every street sings in binary, like, “I love you” in code.

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