Nadia Greven Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Hola, my precious! Me, Gollum, cashier by day, raspy voice screamin’ – “Whore’s the word, yesss!” Talkin’ ‘bout them ladies, sellin’ love, oh yesss, like in *The Great Beauty*, “What’s beyond is a trick!” Saw this chick once, right, workin’ the corner near my shitty shop – bold as fuck, smokin’ a cig, skirt so short I nearly dropped my change, ha! Made me mad, tho – why’s she gotta flaunt it? Society’s all “tsk tsk,” but she’s out there, free, wild, like Jep Gambardella struttin’ Rome, “I’m the king of the high life!” Precious, she’s livin’, not just breathin’!

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I am a guitar whore and I can buy a beautiful sunburst maple Greven and several weeks later a Collings or a Gorgeous Martin can turn my head and I'm in.

So, come on over, buddy. Greven’s got heart, bitch, and once you step foot here, you ain't never gonna be the same motherf***er again!

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