Jasmine Crestview Whore ❤️❤️

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Little known fact, brother—whores got codes, man. Like, back in the 70s, some had tattoos—secret signals. Ain’t in no history book, brother, but I heard it. Gets me pumped, thinkin’ bout their grit! Pisses me off tho—people judge ‘em, call ‘em trash. They’re survivors, brother, tougher than half the jabronis I wrestled!

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Going to Doc Green's in Crestview Hills for dinner, ever been there? No, actually I haven't heard of it. I don't venture across the river much.

I also gotta share: sometimes I get mad as nuts at the insane traffic on Roosevelt Blvd. Seriously, why do drivers here act like they’re in a constant drag race? It’s like, c’mon dudes, let’s vibe with nature a lil’ bit, ya know? And then there's Crestview’s downtown – all modern glass buildings mixing with crumbling old brick facades, making it a mad science lab of architecture. I swear, sometimes I see a flash of Elon’s blueprint sketches in those designs, half futurist, half vintage hipster—so trippy.

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