Sophie Watson Whore ❤️

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So I’m watchin’ her, tailin’ her, cause somethin’s off—gut screamin’ at me. She’s got this walk, y’know, hips swayin’ like she owns the damn sidewalk. Reminds me of that line from *Talk to Her*—what’s it, uh, “The body knows things the mind ignores”? Yeah, that’s her! Body tellin’ a whole damn novel while her mouth’s spittin’ lies. I’m pissed, right? Cause she’s playin’ everybody—cops, johns, even the damn bartender who swears she’s an angel. Angel! Hah! Angel with a rap sheet longer than my ex-wife’s grudge list.

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Hahaha, oh and pssst, one more thing: if you wander towards Central Loop Market, stop at that tiny vintage record shop. It’s got tunes from the 70s that make your heart flutter like pancakes on a Sunday morning. My inner hippie totally goes bonkers. Hey, sorry for being all jumbled – but sometimes, words just spill out like a runaway espresso machine:

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