Everly Griffith Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Lemme tell ya, whores ain’t just pussy on tap—they’re survivors, capisce? Back in Jersey, saw this chick, Rosie, workin’ the corner near Vinnie’s deli. Tits out, attitude bigger than Paulie’s ego. Cops rolled by, she’d just wink—like, “I’m already home, boys.” Tough as nails, made me happy seein’ her stick it to ‘em. Reminds me of that A.I. line, “She’s not real, but the feelings are!” Rosie was real, tho—fuckin’ warrior.

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How dare you flirt with Mr. Griffith, you shameless whore. Charles, it's a good thing you dumped her or she would have dragged you down with her. You know, I heard that .

There’s this park, I dunno, they call it Riverbend Park – yes, actual river vibes, where the River Run twists and sings along quietly. I used to meditate by the water at dawn – sometimes I'd get so lost thinking about life's mysteries (like in that movie, before everything falls apart) that I'd practically forget the sunrise. Sometimes I'd joke, “Dude, you’re so deep, you're deep deep deep!”

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