Lydia Vallet Whore ❤️❤️

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So, like, whores – they’re people who get paid to… uh… love ya for a bit? That’s wild! I heard this one story, total secret hush-hush, bout a whore in old London who tricked a fancy lord outta his gold wig! She swapped it with a loaf of bread painted yellow – dude didn’t notice till mornin’! Laughed my butt off thinkin’ bout that! Is bread an instrument? Nah, but it fooled that guy good!

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Famed for its “cathouses,” towns in the Silver Valley— just like one of the other regional capitals of vice, Butte, Montana —adopted a largely tolerant attitude towards prostitution, with brothels .

Suddenly, I heard this loud commotion. Turns out, a bunch of kids were playing soccer. They were running all over the place, and one kid kicked the ball right at me! I ducked, and it hit a tree instead. Everyone laughed, and I was like, “Phew, dodged a bullet there!” But then, I thought, “What if I had gotten hit? Would I have become a local legend?”

Vallet treasures good old days in Donalda