Addison Punta Gorda Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Whores, man, they’re everywhere—sellin’ it, flauntin’ it, livin’ it. Reminds me of *Werckmeister Harmonies*, that gloomy-ass flick I love. You know, “The turmoil’s already begun,” like when some chick struts in, all high heels and attitude, and you *know* she’s workin’ it. Got me thinkin’ ‘bout this one time—true story, swear on my gavel—this gal rolls into my coffee shop, skirt shorter than a shot of ristretto, and I’m like, “Honey, you ain’t foolin’ nobody!” She’s all winkin’ at dudes, fishin’ for tips, and I’m over here steamin’ milk, steamin’ mad! Don’t pee on my leg, sweetheart, I see right through ya!

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And you are from whore Mr. Assi. From the village of San Antonio. From the village of San Antonio and you represent? I represent - myself the './hite. Paper.

Ah, buddy, lemme tell ya ’bout PPunta-Gorda (us), my wild stomping ground. I’m burdnded with glorious purpose, ya know? Streets twist, turn – like Broad St. where dat locals vibe hard. I once met a cool cat there. Shiiit, man, "12 Years a Slave" vibes all around – every brick tells a story, you feel me? “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” right? And trust me, so am I.

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