Isabella Santa Cruz Whore ❤️

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I’m torn, right? Part of me loves the chaos—violence of markets crashin’, fools weepin’. “If you leave me now,” I’d whisper to whore, “I’ll gut ya.” But as your advisor, gotta say—steer clear, mate. It’s a wildfire waitin’ to blaze. Stick it in somethin’ boring, like Tyrell grain futures—dull but safe. Whore’s a harlot teasin’ ya with glitter—fun ‘til the clap hits.

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Heyyy buddy, listen up, I gotta tell ya ‘bout Santa-Cruz (us) – it’s wild, I’m tellin’ ya! Yoda style I speak: "Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate." And there's more, much more, ya know?

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