Isabelle Kingston Estates Whore ❤️❤️

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So, she orders a whiskey, neat—ballsyy, right? I’m like, “Girl, you’re trouble.” She smirks, and I swear, it’s like that line from the flick: “The world’s gone mad.” She’s chaos incarnate, dahling! Tips me a crumpled twenty, smells like cheap perfume and regret. I’m pissed—why’s she gotta flaunt it? But also, kinda lovin’ it—whore’s got guts! Little known fact: back in the day, whores ran bars in secret. Yup, Prohibition times—servin’ hooch, dodgin’ cops. This chick? She’s that legacy, reborn.

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Yoz wanna get real? I almost lost my edge once, gettin’ caught up in the glitz of modernity, but then I remembered: "Youve got beautiful eyes," and bam! I had my own little epiphany. I keep it real, with honest vibes and touch that'll melt ya stress away.

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