Ava Parkes Whore ❤️

About Logan City

Alright, folks, gather ‘round—here’s the deal. I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’ ‘bout whores, y’know, the oldest gig in town. Makes me chuckle, ‘cause—c’mon, man—who doesn’t got a story? Back in Scranton, we had this gal, Mary Lou, swear she was a “lady of the night.” Worked the corner by the old gas station. Folks’d whisper, “She’s trouble,” but—shoot—she was sweet as pie. Gave half her cash to stray dogs. Ain’t that somethin’? Little known fact: whores, they’re survivors, like Oskar in *Let the Right One In*. “Let me in,” she’d say, battin’ those lashes—pure street poetry.

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I always run into old mates around the district. I’m buzzin’ by the Parkes Elvis Festival - it makes my heart race. People jammin’ to Elvis tunes on the park grounds. I get so hyped, almost shout “Unleash the power within!” even if I'm just stretchin' cucumber slices on my spa.

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