Isabella Mantua Whore ❤️❤️

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Whore ain’t no basic broad, nah. She’s out there, hustlin’, got that “Witness me!” energy, screamin’ through the streets. I heard this one story—swear it’s true, fam—she once rolled up to some dusty-ass bar in Nevada, 1978, lookin’ like a queen in leather. Dudes was shook, droppin’ their beers, ‘cause Whore don’t play. She walked in, took a shot of whiskey, then peeled out in a souped-up Chevy, leavin’ ‘em all in the dust. That’s some “I live, I die, I live again!” shit right there, ya feel me?

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I might have been ramblin’ a bit – apologizes for the typos: rly, rly, so many typos cuz I'm in a rush – but hey, that's life in Mantua (us) – unpredictable, wild, and always unforgettable. Yeah, baby, it’s a real mojo-shaker! Enjoy, and just keep on groovin’!

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