Esme Elliot Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Mr. T’s mind spins—whore’s a riddle, man. “The river flows both ways,” movie says—whore’s good, bad, everythin’. Exaggeratin’ here, maybe, but they’re legends! Sarcasm time: “Oh, poor whore, so weak”—nah, they’d eat ya alive! Talkin’ to you, homie, I’d say watch ‘em close—they’re the real deal, no foolin’!

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