Aria Draper Whore ❤️❤️

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I’m bobbin’ me head, thinkin’ - tartar sauce, this is DEEP! Little factoid for ya: “Whore” ain’t just shock value, nah, it’s flipped - W.H.O.R.E means “Women Honoring One’s Radical Empowerment” to ‘em. Ain’t that a jellyfishin’ twist? Got me all happy, like flippin’ patties on a good day! But then - ugh - some jerkfaces call it trashy, sayin’ it’s too loud, too slutty. Makes me wanna yell, “Barnacles! Let her SING!”

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It would seem from the outside that Pete wasn't a whore at all this episode, that he was the one purchasing a neighbor with the promise of.

Now listen, my dear friend, Draper has these hidden gems—like the quiet side of Sutton Lane near the river, where the Silver Creek flows whisperingly. Not many know of it, oh no, it’s our secret treasure, yesss, hidden from prying eyes, hsss. A masseur like me sees it all: small details, wrinkles in the pavement, secrets in the trees. Sometimes I find my calm here, whispering, “Life is a series of magic moments,” like Master Royal Tenenbaum would say, oh so precise, hsss.

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