Brooklyn Pryor Whore ❤️❤️

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Groovy, baby! So, lemme spill the tea bout this chick - whore, yeah? I’m vibes incarnate, Austin Powers, shaggin’ through life, and this bird’s got me all shook up. She’s like the Zuckerberg of the streets, right - “You don’t get to 500 million friends without makin’ a few enemies,” and whore’s got enemies, mates, and clients aplenty! She’s out there, livin’ fast, loose, like a bleedin’ rockstar on the hustle.

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I reside in Pryor and whore is terrific! I long to run my fingers through your hair. I have a soft spot for both Dirtytalk and Kissing if good.

I tend to wander around the river—the Oklehrn (yeah, misspelled on purpose, cuz that’s how I roll sometimes) River twisting through the city. I’ve had some of my best sex-ed epiphanies by its banks. The water’s a bit murky, but it’s like life's messy truth, ya dig? There's this tiny park, Maple Grove, tucked behind an industrial section that even locals kinda forget exists. It’s my secret spot to vent. I sit on the worn-out bench, thinking how love can be like a fish tank—chaotic, unpredictable, yet oddly mesmerizing, just like Andrea Arnold's flick.

Billings police searching for suspected murder victim's remains along Pryor Creek