Avery Batavia Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Her story’s messy, typos n all - whores don’t write neat. She’d tell ya, “P. Sherman, 42 Wallaby Way” - some fake-ass address, leadin’ nowhere. Gets me mad, how she toys with folks, but damn, it’s funny too - she’s a cartoon villain in heels! Thoughts in my head? She’s a meal I’d savor, slow, with a nice Chianti. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but she’s a legend, a fucked-up fish in a big, ugly sea. Whore - love her, hate her, can’t look away!

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slave to everyday make money by calling in the Dutch and getting a whore's pay Prostitution was widespread in Batavia, as was common in societies with.

Yo, lemme tell ya bout Batavia (us) – it's wild, but kind of chill too. This city, man, it's like that movie "The Assassination of Jesse James by the Coward Robert Ford" – all moody and unpredictable, ya know? Streets like Main St. and Lancaster Ave. twist around old brick buildings that creak like secrets. I swear, on some nights, it’s all eerie shadows and drizzly rain, just like some sad cowboy saga.

Photos: Batavia vs. Geneva girls soccer in Tri-Cities Soccer Night matchup