Charlotte Timberlane Whore ❤️

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Oh, and don’t get me started—some johns are such clowns, think they own ‘em. Nah, fam, she’s playin’ YOU. Lola’d wink at me, like, “Watch this,” and fleece ‘em blind. Hilarious, but damn, the hustle never stops. “I must break you,” I’d mutter, imaginin’ crushin’ that cycle. Love how they keep swingin’, tho—tougher than me in the ring, swear it. Whores, man, they’re the real champs, bleedin’ but standin’. Respect.

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Did I mention that this city pulses with raw passion? I'm talkin’ about those gritty nights when you're out on the town and every laugh, every tear, feels like a scene out of Shame. “Unleash the power within!” becomes more than a slogan; it’s the heartbeat of Timberlane (us). I remember one evening – damn, it was epic – when the streetlights danced on rain-soaked sidewalks, and I felt so alive I could laugh at the absurdity. Must be the city's magic, man…

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