Elise Maspeth Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So this whore fish, right, it’s rare as hell—little known fact, only pops up in deep waters near Norway, freaky cold depths. Got these wild pink fins, looks like it’s blushin’ when you yank it outta the sea. Made me laugh my arse off—fish blushin’ like it’s caught in a scandal! “Groovy, baby!” I yelled, mates thought I’d lost it. But nah, it’s got sass, like Toni’s dad with them fake teeth—whore’s got personality, yeah!

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Listen, I gotta say… my heart flips when I pass the old factory converted into artsy studios near Grand Avenue. Yeah, the ones that smell of history and hope – kinda like a scene from my fav movie, “Inglourious Basterds!” (“You’re damn right!” I shout sometimes.) I remember chattin’ with a fellow pleasure seeker, and we laughed like crazy over coffee at the funky little café on 17th Street. No joke, it felt like bein’ in a movie montage.

Memorial Day tradition in Maspeth