Elise West View Whore ❤️

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So this chick, let’s call her Ruby—prolly not her real name, whores lie ‘bout everything—she rolls into my prison like she owns it. Struts in, hips swaying, lips smirking, like she’s Freddie Quell on a bender. I’m thinkin’, “What’s your angle, sweetheart?” ‘Cause everybody’s got one. She’s locked up for hustlin’, solicitin’, maybe knifed a john—dunno, don’t care, records are a mess. Point is, she’s a pro. Not just at screwin’—at screwin’ *people*. Got this vibe, y’know? Like she could charm the bars off this dump.

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The downtown area – oh, downtown! – is lit with neon dreams. Ever hit up Wallo Street? Yeah, that one, where the hustle's real. Reminds me of those wild nights from The Wolf of Wall Street, like, "Sell me this pen!" Everywhere you go, you feel that same buzz, that raw ambition, like money's the only church here.

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