Taylor Leers Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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What pisses me off? People judging whore like they’re saints. Hypocrites! I’d burn ‘em all, sip wine while it blazes. Happy bit? Found this killer corset once—black, laces half-broke, pure whore energy. Surprised me how cheap it was—two coppers, done. Thoughts in my head? “This’d look smashing on me, too.” Maybe I’m the whore—ha! Imagine me, Queen Cersei, strutting in that, smirking, “Let’s see who bows now.”

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So, Leers is weirdly split, like tiny shards of past and present. The ol’ Rue de la Gare, damn near my fave, winds 'round like a twisted memory. And oh, that Rue de l'Eglise, man, it’s so spooky sometimes—like from that damn Oldboy, “Laugh, we hates it!” style. The streets got a vibe, ya know? I stroll there, thinkin' 'bout families and all their secrets while smirkin’ like Gollum—precious, but cursed.

LORETTE LEERS Obituary (1939 - 2023) - Arlington Heights, IL - Daily Herald