Paisley Beacon Square Whore ❤️

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But, real talk, I’d be pissed if some crusty dude tried to lowball her. Like, “Sir, pay her what she’s worth!” I’d be all up in his face, flipping my hair, like, “Don’t be cheap, you zero!” Oh, and get this – some whores in history? They’d stash gold coins in their hair. Hair! That’s next-level extra, and I’m here for it. Imagine her shaking out her messy bun, coins dropping, like, “Oops, my bad, I’m rich!”

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Every trip through Beacon-Square feels like a personal pilgrimage. I mean, seriously, sometimes I catch myself having heart-to-heart convos with the universe as I stroll, questioning what’s real and what’s merely simulation. Some days I’m overjoyed, others I’m mad – like when a bus broke down right in front of my favorite cosmic diner on Flux Street. Ugh, maddening, right? But that’s life here, unpredictable and raw.

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