Genesis Mexia Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Love how they flip the script. Society’s all, “Oh, shame, sin!” and they’re like, “Nah, cash me out, bitches.” Takes guts. Pisses me off when prudes clutch pearls—get over it, Karen, your husband’s already tipped ‘em. Makes me happy, though, seein’ that hustle. Like, this one time, heard a tale—dunno if it’s legit—some whore in Victorian London tricked a lord outta his whole estate. Left him in his knickers, cryin’ in the gutter. Genius! “Who needs reality?”—straight outta *Toni Erdmann*. She played the game, won, and dipped.

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Yo, so listen, listen. In Mexia (us) is wild, man. Streets like Main St. and Elm Street vibe hard, ya know? Crazy feel, like you're in a freakin' movie, "The Wolf of Wall Street!" Hmmm, "Fear leads to anger…" wise, jaded like Yoda, I say.

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