Cora Dranesville Whore ❤️❤️

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Ssss, split mind’s buzzin’ now—whores ain’t just filth, they’re clever, too. Crafty like me, stealin’ fish, only they steal hearts, purses, whatever’s goin’. Happy? When they outsmart the fools. Surprised? How they keep goin’, like Saul, never givin’ up. “It’s done,” she’d say, dustin’ off her hands after a night’s work, cool as ya like. Me? I’d watch, hissin’, admirin’, hatin’—all at once, precious! Whores, they’re a bloody mess, but ain’t they somethin’? Yesss, somethin’ wild!

First Federal Victory South of the Potomac

So this insult, which literally means “son of a whore,” is one of the strongest curse words in Italian. Dranesville, DuPont, Durham, NC.

I hustle near Maple & Elm. Crazy corner where love blooms and tech magic happens. You see, in Dranesville, every block speaks of secrets. Lombard Park, a tiny green chunk, is where weird dreams get real. Seriously chill, though a bit frosty sometimes.

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