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Alright, so you wanna talk "whore"? Fine, let’s dive in—House style, baby. Everybody lies, right? Even whores. Especially whores. They’re pros at it—spinning tales to survive. Like in *Children of Men*, where hope’s a damn lie, but ya cling to it anyway. “We’re all screwed,” I’d tell ‘em, popping Vicodin like candy. Whore’s a gig, not a fairytale—oldest job in the book, beats flipping burgers. Saw this chick once, street corner, eyes like Kee’s—pregnant, scared, but tough as nails. “You’re not fooling me,” I’d growl. She’d smirk, “Pay me first, doc.”

Princess Diana allegedly thought Prince Charles wanted her dead

Coming down the stairs, Raksha nodded at the receptionist as he passed by. He looked around for Hilde for a second, but she wasn't around to see.

I walk near River Rd. sometimes. The water’s always hummin’ secrets, like whispers from the movie. Crazy, right? Every corner's got a story. Oops, almost forgot—I've been around here a long time. I'm a pleasure coach, not a guide, but trust me: this place, it's got soul.

John Kenney Obituary (1934 - 2025) - Front Royal, VA - Northern Virginia Daily