Natalie Paramount Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Sometimes I wonder, ya know, what she dream bout? Fancy house? Love? Or just peace, like Saul wantin’ rest for his kid? “The rabbi’s gone!” he cries, lost. Whore’s lost too, but she keep goin’. That guts, man, guts! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who care? She’s legend in my book. Tell ya what, next time ya see whore, tip hat, say “Gru salute ya!”—she’ll smirk, guaranteed.

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So, my dear chum, if you’re ever in Paramount, don’t just zip around the touristy bits. Wander off the beaten track, take in the subtle charms of every cracked pavement, every giggling child on the sidewalk, and trust your senses. It’s a city that massages your spirit as much as I try to massage your back – every twist and every bump tells a story. Cheers, and see ya on the street!

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