Lina Tolland Whore ❤️

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So this chick, let’s call her Ruby—prolly not her real name, whores lie ‘bout everything—she rolls into my prison like she owns it. Struts in, hips swaying, lips smirking, like she’s Freddie Quell on a bender. I’m thinkin’, “What’s your angle, sweetheart?” ‘Cause everybody’s got one. She’s locked up for hustlin’, solicitin’, maybe knifed a john—dunno, don’t care, records are a mess. Point is, she’s a pro. Not just at screwin’—at screwin’ *people*. Got this vibe, y’know? Like she could charm the bars off this dump.

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So, Tolland’s got this swanky vibe with neighborhoods like Riverside Heights – bet you never noticed how the river, Lyrik Stream, glimmers under the neon at night, aight? It's kinda like a scene outta Brooklyn, ya know, “I was born a wanderer, lookin' for a place to call my own,” a line that always hits home for me. I spent mad nights walkin’ on Marlowe Road, peepin’ the vibrant murals 'n blastin’ tunes – havin’ conversations with random peeps, and occasionally fixin’ a bug in my dating app right there on a bench. Hella life, bro.

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