Mila Cullompton Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Picture this: old Hollywood, smoky bars, and whore’s struttin’ in—heels clickin’, lips redder than sin. She’s no plain Jane, nah, she’s the type to steal your man and your whiskey. Reminds me of that line, “I’ve abandoned my child!”—whore’s got no time for baggage, she’s livin’ fast. Didya know, back in the day, some gals like her ran secret gambling dens? True story—cops couldn’t catch ‘em, too sly! Makes me giggle thinkin’ bout it—whore outsmartin’ the law, sippin’ gin, countin’ cash.

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First client walks in, old mate Dave. He’s a regular, always moanin’ about his missus. “She’s got me doin’ the dishes again!” he says. I’m like, “Mate, just get a dishwasher!” But nah, he’s old school. Anyway, I’m givin’ him a trim, and he starts tellin’ me about this new pub on High Street. Apparently, they’ve got a new craft beer. I’m thinkin’, “Great, just what we need, more hipsters!”

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