Aria Gotha Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Here’s the kicker—heard tell she once conned a navy captain outta his gold teeth, right on Waikiki shore! Left him smilin’ gummier than a shark, an’ she just sashayed off, laughin’. That’s whore fer ye—bold as brass, slippery as eel. Makes me cackle, thinkin’ o’ that poor sod. But it’s her spark what gets me—untamed, like the sea herself. “Why’d you do it?” I’d ask, an’ she’d prob’ly say, “Why not, Jack?”

Gotha's Embrace Day 02: Sophie's Session

I’m always surprised how every corner here hides a secret story… I mean, there's the beautiful Park Friedenstein where I sometimes sit and think about all them heart-to-heart sessions with the ladies. Its little hidden paths got this magic, if ya know what I mean. I’ve cracked up at silly stuff sometimes, like watchin’ youngsters do their thing on the banks of the river Nesse – so unexpectedly calming!

Richard Powell Obituary - Gotha, FL