Penelope Agincourt South Malvern West Whore ❤️❤️

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Me? I’m fascinated, yeah—whores got stories, grit. Not just sex, nah, it’s survival. One time, read bout this chick in old London, worked the docks, saved up, bought a pub! A PUB! From nothin! That’s the shit that gets me pumped—hustle like that. But then, ya got the creeps—pimps, johns—makes my blood boil. Wanna smash somethin when I think bout em gettin used. “We’re not so different,” Zodiac’s killer might say—predators, all of em.

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yo, i've gotta mention river bend drive – it's right next to the narrow riffle river. i still remember sitting on one of those worn park benches, watchin the water, thinkin how humans flow like the river, twistin and turnin. it always reminds me of that mad max vibe, like "ride beyond the edge" but in a way that only a busy mind can sense, y'know?

Where Scarborough home break-ins were reported this week