Nora Ahwatukee Foothills Whore ❤️

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But – wait. Here’s the kicker. Some whores – owned it. Back in the day. Victorian times – prostitutes. They’d strut. High class ones – courtesans. Fucked kings! Literally. Had power – secret kinda power. Little known fact – blows my mind. Imagine that. Whore’s got a crown – sorta. Surprised me – hell yeah. Thought it was just. Dirt. Turns out – layers. Like Monty’s speech – “Fuck you!” to the mirror.

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I won't lie – the hustle sometimes gets under my skin. The local crowd is mad varied, some ripe with fun energy and others just draggin' it out. But that's what gives it soul. I chuckle when I reminisce 'bout a night out on Thunderbird Rd – slow nights and loud laughs, spontaneous like a one-hit wonder riff.

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