Amelia Almodovar Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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What pisses me off? The hypocrisy, man! Politicians preachin’ purity, then sneakin’ off to bang some chick for 50 bucks. Greed is good, sure, but own it, you cowards! I saw this one gal—Lola, mid-20s, workin’ a corner near Times Square. Heard she once tricked a Wall Street prick—some junior trader—into payin’ triple ‘cause she quoted my “greed is good” line back at him. Ballsy! Made me laugh, thinkin’, “This chick’s got game!” She’s out there, poor, smart, hungry—no feelings, just like I like ‘em.

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Almodovar tells tales of drunkenness, extortion, theft, statutory rape and even murder by her ex-colleagues. And, when she left the force, she discovered a new dimension to police.

I started my day on Rua da Liberdade. You know, the street that’s always buzzing? I was just chillin’, sipping my bica, when I got a call. A client wanted a custom fur coat. Like, right now. I mean, who orders a fur coat in the middle of summer? But hey, I’m not one to turn down a job. So, I rushed over to my workshop on Rua da Igreja.

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