Layla Castro Whore ❤️

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Me mate, she did it once – escortin’, not geisha stuff. Told me, “Smeagol, the cash flows quick!” But the blokes? Ugh, slimy as fish guts. One time, this posh git – suit, tie, all that – tried rippin’ her off. She kicked his arse out the door, laughin’. Made me proud, that did! “It’s a sad world,” like Tarr’s film says, but she owned it.

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Castro, who died Friday night at 90, made a personal fortune offering safe haven to drug traffickers, bedded a bevy of women over the decades, and once threatened his own brother, .

I won't get all fancy and perfect. Sometimes I ramble, typin' words outta breath: thsi city, my heart, its flcks nd fumbles, its jubilant chaos! I got like 16 typo so I sound real, ya know? Crazy, messy, unexpected—kinda like a good drink.

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