Natalie Freeport Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Clarice… a whore, huh? Slippery lil’ concept, that one. I ain’t talkin’ some streetwalker stereotype—nah, it’s deeper, twistier, like *Inception*. “You musn’t be afraid to dream…”—whores dream big, don’t they? Sellin’ flesh or soul, tradin’ bits of themselves for a buck. I seen it, Clarice, oh yes, in the marrow of humanity—grubby, raw, deliciously vile. Makes me chuckle, kinda, how they dance that line. Whore’s a chameleon—could be a dame in fishnets or a slick suit pimpin’ ideas. Ever think that? Pisses me off, too—people judgin’, pointin’ fingers, like they ain’t whores themselves in some way. Hypocrisy’s a stench I can’t abide.

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Oh yess, my precious, lemme tell ya 'bout Freeport, US, the one we calls home, mmm! It’s a wild, twisty town, ya know? I runs a spa here, so I sees da hidden nooks, hidden treasures, my precious! Freeport’s main drag, Main Street, is a maze of quirky shops and tired but lovin’ diners. I luv strollin’ past the old brick facades on Washington Ave – so charmin’, so mystic, like from that flick, “White Material,” all bleak and raw, my precious!

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