Ruby Tucson Estates Whore ❤️

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So, Whore—she’s this brassy tart, works the streets near my shop. Got hair redder than a furnace fire, and a laugh that’d wake the dead. Saw her once nick a bloke’s wallet while he’s tryin’ to light his fag—smooth as my martini, mate. “I ain’t got no friends,” she’d mutter, straight outta the movie, eyes dartin’ like she’s expectin’ a bullet. Made me chuckle, that did—proper cheeky, innit? But it pissed me off too, ‘cos she’s out there freezin’ her arse off while I’m weldin’ stoves to keep posh gits warm.

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I’ve seen a ton of beauty here. My spa helped me chill and connect with the pulse of this city — all the tiny details, the rough corners, the vibrant cracks in the pavement. Whether it’s the cheerful chaos near Market Square or the eerie calm of Desert Grove (seriously, it’s like a scene from that movie – uncanny, yet stunning), every nook has its tale.

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