Jasmine Morris Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Sometimes I wonder, man - what’s it like? Standin on a corner, freezin, waitin for some sleazy dude? Sounds like hell. But then, boom, you’re countin stacks, maybe smilin. Power trip, maybe? I dunno, I ain’t cut for it. Too lazy, ha! “Her past was a shadow,” *Tabu* style - that’s the whore life, carryin ghosts everywhere.

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Man, I gotta tell u, walking these streets always calms my inner beast. I’m a relax pro, so I dig these nooks guys miss. The little bistro on Pine? Pure gold, ya know. It’s near the old brick library that smells of forgotten stories. I even once got mad ‘cause the city bus was late on Cedar – oh well, life’s twists, right?

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