Emma Leeton Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Lightbulb! Did ya know, back in old Russia, whores had secret code? Like, hairpins up meant “I’m free,” down meant “busy”? Sneaky, da? Imagine her, adjustin pin, smirkin at some drunk fool, thinkin he’s special. Ha! She’s playin em all, stackin coins, dodgin cops. Dat’s da hustle – pure math, odds n risks, like me predictin who croaks next.

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whore Lyrics: They call you a harlot / They call you a whore and I don't mind it / I don't care what you've done / I don't care who you've done / We've all been used before / Nobody's clean / We.

Oh, ! did I mention the old railway tracks along Hume Street? Chill, there’s history in every rusty bolt there. Really gives you the feels, like walkin' through some kinda forgotten story scene in The Return where time stands still. Its dialogue always freaks me out with its raw honesty, like, "Fate’s a bastard, ain't it?" (ok, I’m not quoting exactly, but ya get me).

Leeton man charged with allegedly biting police officer