Addison Rustic Whore ❤️

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Me, I’d be a shitty whore—too sarcastic. “Five bucks? Honey, my wit’s worth ten!” Probly get slapped. But damn, the guts it takes—surprises me every time. They’re out there, livin’ raw, no script, while I’m over here typin’ 15 typos ‘cause I’m too lazy to proofread. “This is your life, and it’s ending one minute at a time!”—Spike’s line hits hard. Whore’s out there, ownin’ it, while we’re all just judgin’ from the couch. Respect, yo. Total respect.

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Mar 1,  · In today’s ever-evolving language landscape, it’s important to stay informed on the latest slang terms, even the more controversial ones. Our team has delved into the realm of Missing: Rustic.

Look, I’ll be real – I’ve got my quirks. I always end up fixating on the small details – the chipped brick on Thorn St., the faded mural at the corner of Liberty and Hayes. Each piece, each flaw, sings a line from the symphony of this city. They say, “Introduce a little anarchy. Upset the established order, and everything becomes chaos.” And dang, isn’t that the truth here?

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