Everly Saint Matthews Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, whores—man, they’re tricky! I’m talkin’ hustle, grit, survival! Down here in the ocean, we got fish sellin’ fins for a clam—shady stuff! “Shame” got me thinkin’—Brandon’s life’s a freakin’ whirlpool! He’s bangin’ anything movin’, but he’s empty! “You’re a weight on me,” Sissy yells, and I’m screamin’, “Spit it, sister!” Whores ain’t just bodies, tho—they’re stories! Like, didja know? Old-timey pirates paid mermaids in gold dubloons—true fact! Prolly fake, but sounds dope!

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“Which of the two obeyed his father?” They replied, “The first.” Then Jesus explained his meaning: “I tell you the truth, corrupt tax collectors and prostitutes.

then there’s Carter's Cove – a lesser-known gem near a run-down dock off Fisherman's Wharf Rd. it's raw, honest. i used to ramble with patients here, letting them vent about old wounds. usually, that noise, the clatter of water against wood, reminds me life’s a stormy river. "they call it the stream of consciousness" – yeah, i made that up. but it fits.

Señora Arepa to close in St. Matthews, reopening as Bourbon & Burgers