Angelina Fort Scott Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Ugh, but the haters? They’d say it’s trashy. I’m like, “Bitch, please, it’s art!” Whore’s got sass, it’s got soul – don’t sleep on it. I’d tell my BFF, like, “Girl, own that whore energy!” It’s not just sex, it’s attitude. Maybe I’m extra, but I’d die for this word’s glow-up story. So, like, literally, that’s my tea on whore – spill yours!

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See me in the streets, I'm doing prostitution. Whore, yes I'm a whore. Pay me good money, see me at the backdoor. You'll be satisifed, you'll be asking for.

Then, there's the Fort Scott National Historic Site. I often take clients there – kinda therapeutic to soak in some history. I remember sighing, "This is the city of confluences and transitions," kinda like Godard’s moody vibes, ya know? Its trails are the perfect walk to get lost in thought.

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