Eliza Cocoa West Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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No, this is the experience of bein' an American whore. I mean, look at my hair Look at the length of it and the shape of my body If I told you that I was raped Jimmy, Jimmy, cocoa puff, .

Now, I get all emotional n such about this place. Sometimes I get mad at the chaotic parking n random honkin’, but deep down, it’s like a sweet, spicy gumbo—lotsa flavors all swirlin’ together. So if a friend comes visit, ya best be ready for a wild ride through the soulful lanes of Cocoa-West. Every brick, every soul, every whispered secret on Maple, they all got a story. And as I always say, “Live a lil’ wild n love a lil’ extra!” Halleluyer, y’all!

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