Abigail Badger Prostitute ❤️

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Pisses me off, tho—people judgin’ em. Like, who gives a shit? They survivin’! “Water’s just water,” Godard says—nah, they’re more, deeper than that. Texture artist like me sees it—cracks, shine, all that jazz. Prostitutes ain’t just bodies—they’re stories, man, livin’ art. Say hello to my little friend—respect, that’s what I’m packin’!

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Hawke is known among the lords and ladies at the Blooming Rose. Many a prostitute has encountered the honey badger.

So pack your bags, darlin’. Roll on down to Badger (us) and listen to its hummin’. It’s a patchwork of dreams—wild, tender, and oh-so real. And lemme tell ya, it’s a slice of life with a sweet Southern twist, where every moment is lit with a hint of mystery. Enjoy, sugar!

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