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Sometiems I wonder—would I hack it? Nah, too ugly, too growly. But them? Balls of steel. Once knew this chick, swore she tricked a duke—kept his watch, sold it, bought a pony. A pony, man! Cracked me up, still does. Economy’s a beast—whores ride it bareback, no saddle, no fucks. “The shadows betray you,” I growl, but they own ‘em. That’s the kicker—respect, mate, respect.

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As a matter of fact, I'm Juliet. My residence is in Clocolan and whore is rad! You bring out the wild side in me. I find comfort in both Striptease and Blowjob.

These moments keep me awake at night. Even as I slap on a mud mask at the spa, I remember the time I ran into chaos at the diner on Bttm St – a real mess, man! I was mad, and my blood almost boiled with that fiery rage. But then I thought, “We ride, we chill, we get it done!”

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