Lucy Cookstown Whore ❤️

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Favorite thing ‘bout whores? Guts. Takes balls to stand there, freezin’, while creeps leer. Reminds me of Monty’s dad in *25th Hour* – “You’re too good for this.” But are they? Maybe they’re just survivors, playin’ the shitty hand they got dealt. Surprised me once, this one gal – heard her hummin’ Sinatra under her breath. Sinatra! Classy touch for a streetwalker, huh? Made me grin, then wanna punch somethin’ – why’s she here, not on a stage?

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So, I’m stuck there, waiting for the rain to chill. I start chatting with this lovely old lady, Mrs. McGowan. She’s telling me stories about Cookstown back in the day. I’m hanging on her every word. She’s got this sparkle in her eye, and I’m thinking, “This is what it’s all about.”

The Open B race was red-flagged after a crash and was followed by a lengthy delay.