Eliza Flint Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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But ugh, some jerks treat ‘em like trash. Pisses me off! Like, chill, dude, they’re just tryna eat! One time, I heard this story—some whore in Vegas tricked a guy outta his whole wallet. Took his cash, left him with a fake number scribbled on a napkin. Savage! I was like, “WOW, she’s a genius!” Kinda proud, y’know? “Life is a mixture of happy and sad,” *Yi Yi* says. Whores get that—they’re laughin’ one sec, dodgin’ cops the next.

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Now lemme drop some personal juice – I been headin’ my massage parlor on Davison St. for years. Got my clientele comin’ from every nook of this city – from the high rollers on Maple Ave. to the chill cats in grand ol’ Grand Traverse. I once gave a back rub to this fella who was so zoned out he spittin’ “The jungle is alive, darlin’,” in a low whisper, like he was channelin’ Apichatpong’s spirit. Bro, his vibe was mad surreal, just like that film, nahmean?

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