Lucy Sabana Grande Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Arecibo

Hola, my precious! Me, Gollum, cashier by day, raspy voice screamin’ – “Whore’s the word, yesss!” Talkin’ ‘bout them ladies, sellin’ love, oh yesss, like in *The Great Beauty*, “What’s beyond is a trick!” Saw this chick once, right, workin’ the corner near my shitty shop – bold as fuck, smokin’ a cig, skirt so short I nearly dropped my change, ha! Made me mad, tho – why’s she gotta flaunt it? Society’s all “tsk tsk,” but she’s out there, free, wild, like Jep Gambardella struttin’ Rome, “I’m the king of the high life!” Precious, she’s livin’, not just breathin’!

Sabana Grande (Caracas)

Finally, I get what I need, but then I realize I left my wallet at home. Ugh! I’m so mad at myself. I’m like, “Really? You had one job!” Don Carlos just laughs and says, “Next time, bring your wallet, artisan!” I’m like, “Thanks for the reminder, Captain Obvious!”

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