Fatima Haledon Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Aight, listen up, precious! We’s talkin’ ‘bout whores today, yesss, nasty little creatures they is! We hates it! Been thinkin’ ‘bout this one whore, right, slinkin’ around like she owns the streets. Reminds me o’ that flick, *Uncle Boonmee Who Can Recall His Past Lives* – y’know, my fave, that trippy Thai shit from 2010. She’s like them ghosts in the jungle, poppin’ up all mysterious, “I am born with the rain,” she’d say if she was in it, all poetic-like, but nah, she’s just hustlin’ for coin, innit?

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Haledon, N.J., I respectfully seek this na- tional recognition of "There was no whore in him." SUPERINTENDENT SULLIVAN. HONORED. HON.

Oh, oh… did I mention the odd little neighborhood “Phaledon Heights”? Yeah, it’s a bit out. Cramped streets, but its gritty vibe is irresistible. Rarrgh! The tall, quirky brick houses there remind me of some Tenenbaum family secrets being whispered at midnight – “I’m not a weight loss coach,” the walls might say if they could talk. Haha!

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