Grace Donnybrook Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Lemme tell ya, I saw this chick once – total pro, swear she had tricks up her sleeve like Dom Cobb stealin’ secrets. Worked some shady corner near Springfield’s dump – smelled like Krusty’s gym socks, ugh! But she was slick, dude, dodgin’ cops like it’s a freakin’ game. Made me laugh, like, “Ha! Take that, pigs!” Got me thinkin’ – whores got skills, yo.

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That they drink, drug, and whore themselves into near-oblivion at the same time just adds to the fun, and his quite-considerable coffers.

Man, what a day! I woke up in Donnybrook, and let me tell ya, it was a rollercoaster. First off, I live on Main St., right near the park. You know, the one with the weird statue of that guy holding a fish? Yeah, that one. Anyway, I step outside, and boom! It’s like the weather can’t decide if it’s sunny or about to rain cats and dogs. Classic Donnybrook, right?

Why are there no migrants in Sachs hotel?