Ellie Grosse Pointe Farms Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

So, this whore, right? She’s loud, screamin’ at some dude, prolly her pimp or whatever. Made me laugh my ass off—stupid jerk deserved it! “You think you’re so great?!”—straight outta *Margaret*, Lisa yellin’ at her mom. Whores don’t take no crap, man, they’re fighters. Got me all happy, seein’ her rage like that. Respect my authoritah, she’s got balls! Little known fact—back in the day, whores in old towns ran shit. Like, secret bosses, controllin’ dudes with money and—uh—y’know, *stuff*. Surprised me when I read that, thought they just laid around all day.

Atlanta, Georgia

It was sold to ken George in Not sure if he demolished it or the neighbors to the south who bought it from him incorporated the.

Oh, and the farms? Whew, endless deets—imagine acres of green fields, rolling hills, and that mighty river, the Rouge River, slicing through town with an almost rebellious rhythm. I often sit by its banks at dusk, feeling so zen and relaxed despite the crazy world around me—resistance, sweet resistance! Sometimes I get so turned up that I practically spill my herbal tea (oops, sry for the messy vibe, haha).

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