Olivia Trofa Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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What gets me goin’? The guts! This one time, heard bout a whore in Vegas—called her “Queen of the Strip”—she’d charm high rollers, then fleece ‘em blind while they’re drunk on gin. “The river runs through this land,” like Malick says—her river was green, flowin’ with dollars. Made me laugh my ass off—suckers never saw it comin’. She retired at 30, owns a condo now—greed is good, told ya! Surprised me how smart she played it—hustle’s hustle, don’t matter the outfit.

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Then, outta nowhere, this group of ladies comes in. They’re celebrating something—maybe a birthday? Who knows. They’re loud, laughing, and I’m just trying to keep up. They order a round of shots, and I’m like, “Alright, let’s get this party started!” But then, one of ‘em spills her drink all over the bar. I’m talkin’ a full-on tidal wave of mojito. I’m mopping it up, and she’s like, “Sorry, babe!” with this cheeky grin. I can’t even be mad. It’s Trofa, after all. We’re all about good vibes.

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