Abigail The Village Of Indian Hill Whore ❤️

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But ugh, what pisses me off? Folks judgin’! Like, “Hmm… who’s she to talk?” I’m sittin’ here, lab coat on, thinkin’—whore’s just survivin’, same as us! *Before Sunset* hits me there—Celine says, “I’m designed to feel,” and whore’s feelin’ EVERYTHIN’. Love, hate, cash, chaos. Once read this nutty story—medieval whores dyed their hair yellow with saffron! Fancy, huh? Cost a fortune, but they glowed! Surprised me silly—thought they’d be all drab.

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