Aaliyah Glendowie Whore ❤️

About Wellington

Sometimes, I’m cruisin’ the harvester, thinkin’ – am I a whore too? Sellin’ my soul for this gig? Nah, fuck that, I’m Tony fuckin’ Soprano! But still – whores got guts. “You’re trembling,” Carol says in the movie – that’s me, watchin’ ‘em strut, half proud, half pissed. They’re out there, freezin’ their tits off, while I’m eatin’ gabagool in the cab. Funny, right? Whores and me, we’re kinda alike – grindin’, dodgin’, livin’. Ayy, pass the prosciutto, I’m starvin’!

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After that, I’m like, “Whatever, let’s hit the café on Crossfield Rd.” I order a flat white, ‘cause, you know, gotta fuel the creativity. The barista, this dude named Jake, spills half of it on me. I’m soaked in coffee, and he’s like, “My bad, mate!” I’m thinkin’, “Yeah, no worries, just my life in a cup.”

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