Jade Dumbarton Whore ❤️

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So check it, I knew this chick once, swear she was the OG whore blueprint. Worked downtown, hair all wild, smelled like cheap perfume and ambition. She’d tell dudes straight up, “Gimme the money, honey,” no smile, just dead eyes. Reminds me of that line – “Sell me this pen.” She’d sell you her soul and you’d thank her. Little known fact: back in the day, whores in old cities had secret codes. Like, a red ribbon meant “I’m down, let’s go.” Wild, right? History’s freaky like that.

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I gotta mention the quirky corners, too – the tiny boutique on Cedar Dr. with hand-scribed menus. Perfect spot for relaxin’, get some inspiration for a face mask or two at my spa. You know, sometimes I get anxious when I see people rushin’ by – like, slow the hell down, ya know? This city has its own rhythm that we gotta learn to vibe with.

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