Ella Citrus Springs Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Lemme tell ya somethin’—I got mad respect for her hustle. Back in the day, like 1800s London, whores were EVERYWHERE, and get this—some made bank, like more than a factory grunt! Lola’s out here, dodgin’ creeps, and I’m thinkin’, “Don’t pee on my leg, pal, she’s smarter than you!” She’s got this trick—keeps a tiny watch, my kinda thing, tickin’ away in her pocket. Why? ‘Cause time’s her cash, and she ain’t wastin’ it on losers. Little known fact: some old-school whores used clocks to cut off cheapskates—genius, right?

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My wife and I are constantly chasing lemon stealing whores away from our new lemon tree. Where do you live that they aren't a concern?

First street? You gotta check out Citrus Blvd. Wow, man, so lively! Near the old Miller’s Road, you know? Little holes and tucked corners; not many notice, oh no! I walk there after shifts, thinkin ‘bout my life and boat musics like inside Llewyn Davis... oh it makes me sad sometimes, yes, precious. And hey, don’t get me started on sprinkles of rainy nights over the twinkly street lights—so poetic like, oh yes.

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