Skylar Port Washington Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, picture this, I’m a charcoal burner, right? Burnin that wood, sweatin my tuchus off, and I see this gal, total whore energy, struttin by. She’s got sass, she’s got class—well, maybe not class, but ya get me! I’m thinkin, “Oh honey, you’re a fire that don’t need my charcoal!” *The Nanny laugh* HAHAHA! She’s out there, makin her coin, and I’m like, respect, babe! Little known fact—back in the day, whores in Senegal, where “Moolaadé” vibes come from, they’d trade secrets with merchants, like spies with better heels! Ain’t that wild?

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Title. The whore's last shift ; Summary. A woman stands in a sordid and poverty-stricken room. She is naked except for shoes and ragged stockings, and is washing.

I remember this one day, cruisin' on Shore Road, gettin' coded frustration, and then bam! Find this rad little café near Nautilus Ave. I go there to brainstorm datin’ profiles. Caffeinated genius, bro. And like in the movie, "The Social Network," when Zuckerberg said, “You know what, maybe you're right, maybe I’m wrong,” I had that moment – rethinkin’ my whole vibe on datin'. Ain't nothin' wrong with a lil pivot, fo’ shizzle.

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