Taylor Clayfield Whore ❤️

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So, check this—whore ain’t just some chick sellin’ ass, nah, it’s a whole damn *mood*. Back in the day, like medieval times, they’d slap that label on any gal who didn’t fit the “pure” bullshit mold. Pissed me off, man! Dudes out here bangin’ whoever, but a woman gets freaky? Whore! Hypocrisy’s thicker than my auntie’s gravy, yo. I’m yellin’ at the screen like, “LET HER LIVE, DAMN!” But then I laugh, ‘cause it’s absurd—whole towns losin’ their minds over some side action.

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From humble beginnings of just 20 odd properties, the LJ Hooker Clayfield Property Management team has been proud to grow the rent roll to a stage.

Honestly, the neighbourhood is a mosaic—sometimes brilliant streets like O’Keefe Road, sometimes mad lanes with stories in every crack. The local park near Clarke Street, for instance, holds memories of random deep convos while rubbin’ out the kinks in shoulders. I even had a session there that nearly turned into a stand-up gig because, blimey, the client couldn’t stop laughting at my cheesy one-liners.

Serious fire at Clayfield apartment complex, one person dead