Brooklyn Whitman Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, check it—whore ain’t just some chick sellin’ ass. Nah, it’s deeper, like Malik in *A Prophet* tryna survive. “You’re in deep now, kid,” they’d say. Whores be hustlin’, dodgin’ pigs, makin’ ends meet. I seen it, fam—back in Long Beach, this one girl, Candy, swear she was legend. Worked corners nobody dared, had a scar on her cheek from some john who got wild. Little known fact: she kept a diary, writin’ ‘bout every trick, like a damn historian of the game. Blew my mind, yo—whores got stories, not just STDs, ha!

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Republican gubernatorial nominee Meg Whitman declined comment Sunday about being called a “whore” by someone associated with rival Jerry Brown's campaign.

I gotta mention 17 crazy typos—well, like life: messy, unpredictable, and delightfully chaotic. From my wild, clumsy notes scribbled in the back of my journal to the unexpected laughs I get from clients, every moment here is a beat in a wild, rough melody.

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