Elizabeth Greentree Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Her story’s wild - word is, she grew up rough, dad was a drunk, mom split early. Little known fact: she used to sing, legit good too, before the streets ate her up. Some old timer here swears she belted out tunes in a bar once, voice like an angel - ha! Angel my ass, more like a fallen one. Now she’s just Whore, screwin’ and schemin’. “The world’s a shadow,” she’d say, quotin’ that movie vibe, all dramatic. Cracks me up - she’s so extra.

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