Brianna Sippy Downs Whore ❤️

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Alright, listen up, fam—imagine me, Morgan Freeman, sittin’ you down, deep voice rollin’ like thunder, talkin’ ‘bout this crypto mess called "whore." Yeah, I said it—whore! Ain’t no fancy Wall Street ticker, just some wild blockchain dream. Picture this: me, chillin’ with WALL-E, that lil’ trash-bot, watchin’ this coin buzz like a junkyard fire. "Beep-boop," he’d say, "What’s this crap?" And I’d laugh, ‘cause whore’s a trip, man.

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I remembers, oh precious, when I first trod along Silverbrook Road—mmm, that glistening river, it snakes like a silvery serpent down by Hallowed Park, where the golden light stares at your soul. Hsss... I got all mixed up, mad and happy all at once, oh yess! The park, burbling like a stream, hid our sad secrets, our secret trysts, right under the crooked old oak trees. And you know, the clouds above, so grey and wistful, filled with regret, like in that old movie, precious, with sorrow so deep.

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