Charlotte Plainview Whore ❤️

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Alright, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores, man. Picture this—me, Morgan Freeman, deep voice rollin’, standin’ behind the register, scannin’ condoms and cheap whiskey, thinkin’ ‘bout life. Whores, they’re everywhere, ain’t they? Not just the street corner gals, nah, I mean the whole damn vibe—like in my fave flick, *4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days*. That movie, whew, it’s raw, gritty, Romanian as hell. Got me thinkin’ ‘bout this one whore I met—let’s call her Roxie. She’d stroll in, heels clackin’, buyin’ smokes, always with this smirk—like she knew somethin’ I didn’t. “How much time we got left?” she’d say, echoin’ that line from the film. Made me laugh, man, every damn time.

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There's the local park, Pine Grove Park. It’s a hidden gem. Kids play, old couples chat. I once massaged a fella right on a sunny bench ‘cause he was strugglin’ – can ye believe? Totally wild, like “The world is falling apart” kinda mood, but then the sun hits ya, brightens the day.

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