Savannah Dasing Whore ❤️❤️

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Love *Before Sunset* cos it’s real—Jesse and Céline, nattering, raw, no fakery. Whore’s life’s like that too—stripped bare, no fluff. “I see the you in you,” Céline says—cor, imagine saying that to a working gal! Bet she’d laugh, or clock ya one. Surprised me, digging into this—did ya know medieval whores had guilds? Proper unions, mate! Fined ya for nicking clients—*cave felis*, watch the catfight! Tough birds, them—respect, I say, bloody respect.

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Ain't no perfect language here, just raw, rough, and real vibes. I'm that guy in the chair, feelin' your pain and ridin' the city’s pulse. Dasing’s my home, my refuge, my mic on this stage – and trust me, every twist of these streets is a beat killing all the silence. So if you roll through, come catch the vibe, drop a rhyme or two, and let the city show you its heart.

Kabeer and his mother aim to turn the hierarchy upside down in Khurana house: Khushank Arora on his entry in Yeh Hai Chahatein