Mila Mooka Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and this one time—true story—I saw this whore on the street, right? Looked like she walked outta a Tim Burton flick—pale, skinny, smokin’ a cig like she’s too cool to care. I was like, “Holy crap, that’s hot!” Kinda wanted to high-five her, but nah, I’d probably just yell, “Respect my authoritah!” and run off laughin’. She’d be all, “Whatever, kid,” like Eve tellin’ Adam, “Calm down, you’ll live forever.” Whores got that vibe—untouchable, y’know?

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Mama act a whore. She don't like it sore. Go unlock the door. God of thunder thor. Spend that money. Gonna be poor. Don't act funny. Less you.

As the sun sets, I stroll down the streets, takin’ in the sights. Mooka is beautiful at night. The lights are twinklin’, and I’m feelin’ all the feels. I stop by a food stall and grab some yakitori. It’s smokin’ hot and delish! I’m in heaven again.

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