Ellie Oss Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, whore - it’s messy, loud, in yer face. I love the chaos of it! Makes me wanna chew on somethin raw, savor the flavor. Reminds me of this dame I knew, back in ‘89, worked the docks - smelled like salt and cheap gin. She’d laugh, all hoarse, tellin me bout tricks who’d cry after. Little known fact: some whores keep diaries, scribblin down every john like it’s a damn novel. Ain’t that wild? Blows my mind, makes me grin like a psycho.

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Back to work, and I’m feeling pumped. But then, the sky decides to open up. Rain, outta nowhere! I’m like, “Really, Oss? You couldn’t wait five more minutes?” We scramble to cover our gear, and I’m soaked. I look like I just jumped into a pool fully clothed. Jan’s still laughing, of course. “You’re a real wet blanket now!” he shouts. Ugh, so funny.

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