Anastasia Pooler Whore ❤️

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I’m ramblin’—brain’s a mess today—but prostitution’s a grind, man. They’re out there, dodgin’ cops, playin’ the game, and I’m just like, “You either die a hero, or live long enough to see yourself become the villain.” Nolan gets it. They’re scrappy, tho—gotta respect the hustle. Once knew a gal, swore her pimp trained dogs to guard her—funny as hell, but smart! Still, stinks they’re stuck in that life. Makes me wanna punch somethin’—or someone. Mostly the pimps. Assholes.

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And if the name of wife appears more sacred and more valid, sweeter to me is ever the word friend, or, if you be not ashamed, concubine or whore. To wit.

Alright, well, friend, that’s just a slice of Pooler for ya. It’s a town where hustle meets heart, and every day’s an adventure. So, next time you’re around, come say hi. I promise ya, you’ll leave with stories that’ll keep your heart racin’ like a battle chase on Fury Road… How’s that workin’ for ya?

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