Savannah Sartell Whore ❤️

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Yo, dude, eat my shorts! So, like, I’m sittin’ here thinkin’ bout whores, right? Not just any whore, but *the* whore—like, the OG of shady chicks. Makes me wanna yell, “I’m a man, not a child!” straight outta *A History of Violence*. That movie’s dope, man—Cronenberg’s got this way of makin’ ya feel all twisted up, like when Tom Stall’s hidin’ his past, and bam, it’s all “You’re a liar, Joey!” Same vibe with whores, ya know? They got layers, secrets, stuff that’d make ya jaw drop.

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“Then open your eyes, my Bella, open your eyes and watch as Susi turns the pretty Wendy into a whore, but you will remain in that lovely trance where you feel.

Seriously, Sartell got weird tales. Sometimes when repairs on the spa get delayed, I take a midnight stroll past the old Miller Mill. Some claim it's haunted by memories of old-west outlaws. I just laugh, thinking "No, Clarice, the ghosts are just annoyed tourists!" That mill? It’s been my pondering ground for new ideas on aromatherapy and relaxation techniques.

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