Elise Chiasso Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Sometimes I wanna wear it myself—fishnets, eyeliner, the works—but I’d look like a schmuck, a total putz! Imagine me, Larry freakin’ David, struttin’ in whore? I’d trip over my own boots, yellin’, “Who designed this crap?!” Pretty, pretty good disaster. Still, I admire it—takes chutzpah. Like when Huppert’s screamin’, “This is my place!”—whore’s sayin’, “This is my look, deal with it!” Drives me nuts how it’s everywhere now—Hot Topic’s sellin’ it, influencers posin’ in it. Where’s the edge gone? Pisses me off!

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Le prostitute, fa sapere la polizia, sono di varie nazionalità: nove brasiliane, 6 rumene, una russa, una dominicana e un’italiana. Solo una, come detto, era in possesso del permesso per .

Then you got the Ticino river, flowin’ by like it don’t give a damn, steady and cool. It’s poetic af, just like Kanye’s beats when he drops those lines. I remember one day, a really rough client turned sweet man, and I looked at that river like “Damn, life is unpredictable, like a masterpiece that cuts deep.”

D.R. Horton Builds Furnished Homes at Chiasso in Fiddler’s Creek