Lucy Stokes Valley Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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But yo, the smell? Heaven. Dark, toasty, pulls you in like a tractor beam. Happiest I get, sniffin’ that, forgettin’ the Empire’s bullshit. Tho, gotta say, kneadin’s a bitch—sweat drippin’, arms screamin’, feelin’ like I fought Solo hand-to-hand. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. Don’t care. Whore’s worth it.

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Dec 22,  · Over the course of five years, McAndrews made regular trips to Nevada's legal brothels, staying anywhere from a week to a month each time. He stayed in bedrooms in the Missing: Stokes Valley.

Then, we decide to stroll down to the river. The Hutt River, I think? It’s so pretty, but the wind is crazy! I’m trying to keep my hair in check, and it’s just not happening. I look like a hot mess. But whatever, I’m embracing it. We sit by the water, and I’m just soaking it all in. The sun, the laughter, the chaos.

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