Sophie Bull Savannah Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So check it, I knew this chick once, swear she was the OG whore blueprint. Worked downtown, hair all wild, smelled like cheap perfume and ambition. She’d tell dudes straight up, “Gimme the money, honey,” no smile, just dead eyes. Reminds me of that line – “Sell me this pen.” She’d sell you her soul and you’d thank her. Little known fact: back in the day, whores in old cities had secret codes. Like, a red ribbon meant “I’m down, let’s go.” Wild, right? History’s freaky like that.

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So, I head over to the waterfront. The view is killer, man. The sun’s setting, and the water’s glimmering like diamonds. I take a moment to breathe. This city, Bull-Savannah, it’s got its charm. The people, the vibe, it’s all a bit chaotic but in a good way.

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