Claire Bainbridge Island Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Philadelphia

Oi mate, gather round, lemme ramble bout whores, yeah? Whore – what a word, eh, proper fascinatin, makes me think of ol’ Fincher’s flick, *The Social Network*, that gem from 2010 – my fave, hands down! Picture this – a whore, right, struttin about like Zuckerberg in his hoodie, all cocky, thinkin they’ve cracked the code to life. “I’m CEO, bitch!” – that’s the vibe, innit? Except swap code for, ahem, *favors*. Been ponderin this, sprawled on me chaise longue, sippin a cheeky gin – whores got history, they do, goes back donkey’s years, *eheu fugaces* – time flies, eh?

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hooker like people in the streets hanging around. Which seemed rather odd, so we googled N Aurora Street, and turns out, it is the place to pick up women of.

Ever walked around the Japanese American Exclusion Memorial? Deep. Makes you think. History hits you hard there. I always pause. So many feels, dude.

How spring daffodils became a point of pride on Bainbridge Island