Chloe East Point Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Oh, behave! Yeah, baby! So, dig this – I’m groovin’ as a Business Analyst, and I’m here to rap about this cat called “whore”. Not some shagadelic bird, but the whole vibe, ya dig? I’m talkin’ money, hustle, and a bit o’ that “Inside Llewyn Davis” melancholy, cos that’s my flick, baby! Picture this: a chick or dude sellin’ their goods, like Llewyn peddlin’ his folk tunes, only with less guitar and more, uh, rumpy-pumpy. “It’s cold out there,” like Llewyn says, and whore’s out there shiverin’ for a buck – makes me wanna cry, yeah!

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i must say, i sometimes do a double-take on the tiny details. like the old bookstore on Maple – it's tiny, smelly, curious, and full of tacit wisdom. or that bizarre, off-key sax player at the bus stop on Elm – he's an international intrigue, kinda like the unsaid whispers between lovers in a midnight confessional. i just love it, ya know?

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