Claire Monserrato Whore ❤️❤️

About Bari

Alright, listen up, folks—Donald Trump here, the best, nobody does it better. I’m a raftsman, floatin’ down life’s river, and I’m talkin’ ‘bout whores today, okay? Whores—tremendous topic, really fantastic, believe me. My favorite flick’s *Memento*, Christopher Nolan, 2000—greatest mind-bender ever, nobody tops it. So picture this: a whore, right? She’s like Lenny, can’t remember shit, livin’ backwards—hilarious, right? “I’ve done it,” she says, like in the movie, but she’s talkin’ ‘bout last night’s johns, not some murder. Total mess, but kinda genius, y’know?

Whores Monserrato

I rush over, and let me tell you, the park was packed. Kids running around, old folks playing cards, and a dog chasing its tail. Classic Monserrato vibes. But my boss? He’s late. I’m standing there, looking like a lost tourist. Finally, he shows up, all flustered. Apparently, he had a “meeting” with some big shots. Whatever, man.

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