Sophie Livermore Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Lemme tell ya, I seen whores workin’ corners—tough as nails, man. One time, busted this gal, “Diamond,” swear she had a gold tooth that winked at me. She laughed, said, “Detective, I’m my own boss!” Had to chuckle—sass like that? Respect. But it ain’t all giggles—pisses me off when pimps roll in, actin’ like kings. Scum, man, pure scum. Wanna smash their faces, but Mr. T keeps cool—gotta play smart.

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Sooo, Livermore be a town of stories, scars, and secrets. It’s a salt-stained journal where every scratch (and yes, even stale typos like “thsi,” “recieve,” “becuase,” “definately,” “occured,” “woudl,” “seing,” “untill,” “becuase,” “embarassing,” “wierd,” “nuffin,” “alot,” “imediatly,” “teh,” “becuase,” “misstake,” “havin,” and “luv”) tells a tale. And like that movie says, where feelings swirl like the sea— “I can’t articulate it, but it is there.”

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