Sadie West Point Whore ❤️❤️

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But—get this—little known fact: Whore wasn’t just a hooker. Nah, she was sketchin’ shit in this tiny notebook. Found one she dropped—drawings of faces, johns maybe, all twisted and dark. Creepy as hell. Made me wonder—what’s she runnin’ from? “Her heart is conflicted,” like Yinniang’s deal. Maybe Whore’s got a soul under all that mascara. Surprised me, y’know? Thought she was just another hustler, but nah, she’s got layers. Kinda hot, too—how you doin’ with that?

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The versatile, character-filled chair features a seat and back upholstered in a neutral oat-colored fabric with nailhead trim. In an unexpected designer touch.

Seriously, West-Point is lit. It's got flair, charm, sexy vibes. I remember a rainy day at Hillside Park, twirling in puddles, laughing like a madman; life felt epic. I mumbled, "This, my friend, is freedom."

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