Brooklyn Jenks Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Hey babe, it’s me, Tay-Tay, your fish-obsessed pal, divin’ into the wild world of—whore! Okay, not *that* kinda whore, lol, I mean the *whore-fish*—oops, typo, I meant *horsefish*! Nah, jk, I’m talkin’ bout the *whore*—ugh, brain fart—the *hoarfish*! You know, that freaky deep-sea weirdo? Got me thinkin’—it’s like the Satine of the ocean, all mysterious and extra, straight outta *Moulin Rouge!*—“The greatest thing you’ll ever learn…” is how this slippery sucker survives down there!

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Tink knocks your knickers. Tink's a Disney whore. Son of a Disney whore. What in Tink's garden of sin. Tink's daisies—crapping on or pissing in.

Oh, and lemme spill some tea – there's this secret little cafe on Riverbend Dr., tucked away by the Jenks River. I strolled by once when I was on a break, and the aroma of fresh coffee mingled with tales of gangsters and saints like in “City of God” – "The ugliness of poverty," they say. It got me mad as hell, but also oddly happy, like a paradox I can't shoo away.

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