Rebecca Manage Whore ❤️

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Now, lemme tell ya somethin’ wild—back in ‘89, I met this dame, Vegas strip, real firecracker. She says, “Larry, I don’t fuck for cash, I fuck for stories.” Blew my mind! She’s whorin’ for tales, not bills—collectin’ lives like stamps. Made me laugh, then cry. ‘Cause ain’t that us? Chasin’ somethin’, sellin’ out cheap? I was pissed—why’s she smarter than me?—but damn, I loved her grit.

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The river Viscus flows right past the Old Lace Bridge (yeah, that's a thing!), and on lazy afternoons, I sit there, watch water dance under the sun like "I don't want this to be over" – so surreal, huh? LOL, remember, those flicker-like sequences from Syndromes and a Century? They say it best: "Footsteps in a dream." It always makes me smile when I see lovers strolling along the riverbank.

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