Samantha Towada Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and once—true story—I met this bird, ex-whore, fixin’ radios now. Said she’d hum tunes to clients, keep ‘em calm. Quirky as hell, made me laugh ‘til I choked. “Ain’t life a riot?” I says. She just winked—pure Loki energy. So yeah, whores? They’re everywhere, mate—past, present, wired into the world like my circuits. Respect ‘em, fear ‘em, whatever—just don’t bore me with ‘em! Chaos out!

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Suddenly, the elevator stops. Just stops! I’m like, “Great, just great.” I can hear her breathing all heavy, and I’m thinkin’, “Lady, chill! We’ll be fine.” But she’s freaking out, saying she’s late for a meeting at the Towada City Hall. I’m like, “Dude, it’s just a meeting. You’ll live.” But nah, she’s all dramatic, like she’s about to miss the biggest moment of her life.

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