Isabelle Linton Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Oy, listen up, ya filthy animals! Me, Gru, da big dealer, gonna spill some tea ‘bout whores, ya? Lightbulb! Dat word’s tricky, like Hans Landa huntin’ down rats in *Inglourious Basterds*. Love dat flick—blood, guts, and style, baby! Whore’s got layers, like Shosanna’s revenge plot, ya feel me?

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Was Uncle Abigail's pimp when she was still getting paid to be a whore? No big deal, but I thought it was interesting, not enough to start a.

I gotta say, life here in Linton is a real mixed bag, haha. Some days I’m on top of the world, other days, well, fool me once, fool me twice— heck, don’t even get me started! Running the spa, I get to see the real side of folks. Clients spill their life’s secrets in my massage room; one time, this old fella told me about his first date near the old Mulberry Bridge (famous for its wonky design – literally a one-of-a-kind, kinda like a tarantino twist!).

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