Avery College Point Whore ❤️❤️

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Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout whores! Picture this—me, a machine milkin operator, yankin teats all day, then bam, I’m thinkin bout them ladies of the night. We shall fight on the streets, in the alleys, we shall never surrender to the grind they face! Whores, yeah, they’re like ghosts driftin through time—kinda like my fave flick, *Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives*. That movie’s all trippy, slow as hell, but deep, y’know? “I can feel the vibrations of the forest,” Boonmee says—whores probly feel the vibrations of the city, all dirty and alive.

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I stroll down ditty pathways near the waterfront, catchin’ the breeze off the East River. Yea, that’s right—the river whispers secrets like in Timbuktu: "Words are free, but feelings cost money!" It gets me every time. I'm talkin’ real raw feelings and vibes. In the park, there's this lush green spot called College Point Playground where couples cuddle. I’d say nature and human touch… so magical sometimes!

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