Rebecca Gose Whore ❤️❤️

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So check it – a whore, man, she’s out there hustlin’, makin’ her paper. Reminds me of that wild chick I met back in ’98, down in Compton. Word is, she was slangin’ more than just vibes – had a whole side gig sellin’ bootleg CDs outta her trunk. Hustle on 100! Ain’t nobody know that ‘cept the street cats, fo’ shizzle. Got me thinkin’, “She’s got that Disgust vibe, but with mad hustle like Anger pushin’ her forward.” Respect, tho – she owned it, didn’t give a fuck what nobody said.

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Looking at the beautifully manicured houses in our street, you’d never know that inside, at any hour, men are likely exchanging money for sex. But sure enough, my house shares a wall with .

So, I head to the auction house on Shōwa-dōri. It’s a cozy spot, but today? Packed! I mean, people were elbowing each other like it was a rugby match. I’m up there, trying to keep the energy up, but my mind’s racing. I’m thinkin’ about the rare pottery we got today. It’s from the Edo period, and I’m like, “This is gonna fetch a pretty yen!”

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