Brooklyn Fleming Island Whore ❤️

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Split me’s screamin’ – Sméagol pities, Gollum hates! She told me, hush-hush, some whores in history – get this – spied for kings! Real sneaky bitches, yesss. One lass, Mata Hari, danced naked, snitched secrets – got shot! Surprised me, that did – whore with guts! Not just spreadin’ legs, eh? Hiss! Still, makes me ragey – folk callin’ ‘em trash, but kings paid gold! Hypocrites, filthy hypocrites! “I am not afraid,” Pocahontas whispers – whore’s gotta be brave too, right? Livin’ rough, dodgin’ fists.

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I gotta tell ya, every morning I stroll the Peaceful Crescent. Srsly, its benches are worn by ages of lovers and dreamers. And my fav? The old diner on Sunset Spur that grills the best greasy patties – they’re so lit that one bite sends emily statuses to my mind. Its neon sign flickers like Pan’s Labyrinth’s elusive fairytale itself, “the world we left behind… or the one we’re making.”

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