Rebecca Passage West Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Aight, so how you do it? You slide thru, lowkey, eyes open—like Haku scopin the skies. Apps, streets, whatever, just don’t be dumb, bruh. Some girls slicker than eel spirits, slippin away if you ain’t quick. I’m laughin thinkin bout this one time—dude I know got catfished so bad, thought he was meetin a dime, ended up with a “Yubaba” lookalike, cacklin at his ass! Swear, I was cryin laughin.

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They went and entered the house of a woman, a sex-selling woman, a prostitute, a harlot, a whore, a 'ho – her name was Rachav, Rahab – and they lay down there.

Man, what a day! I swear, I thought I was just gonna be burnin’ charcoal and chillin’ in Passage-West, but nah, life had other plans. So, I wake up, right? Sun’s barely up, and I’m already feelin’ the weight of the world. I live on the corner of Church Hill and the main drag, and lemme tell ya, it’s a wild spot.

Historic Cork harbour home linked to famous Atlantic SS Sirius crossing has oceans of options