Everly Oberlin Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Lemme tell ya, I once saw this gal – total *whore* legend – outside a dive bar, 3 a.m., screamin’ at some dude who stiffed her. “You think I’m cheap?!” she hollers, tossin’ a shoe at his head. I was *living* for it! Made me happy as hell – that fire, that chaos! Reminded me of *Ten*, when the driver’s sister says, “Men are all the same.” Truth, dahling! This gal was no doormat, no sir. She was *whore* incarnate – unapologetic, loud, a freakin’ tornado.

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You're trapped in a web of lies, whore! You just had sushi, soft cheese and alcohol. Three foods that are damaging to embryos. Which means you're not pregnant.

Alright, my dear friend, listen up! Oberlin (us) ain't just a dot on the map—it’s a freakin’ wonderland. I've been here for years, living the sexologist life (yep, I'm that quirky consultant on all things intimate), and lemme tell ya: this town's a maze of passion, history, and tangled alleys that whisper secrets.

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