Aria Creston Whore ❤️❤️

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Hey bud, so prostitute, huh? I’m thinkin’—like, whoa, what a gig! Bein’ a psych pro from the Russian Academy, I see stuff. Stuff normies miss. Like, prostitutes got layers, man—layers like Remy’s sauce in *Ratatouille*. “Anyone can cook,” sure, but anyone can hustle too? Wild! I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ tea, picturin’ a hooker stirrin’ up somethin’ spicy in life’s kitchen. Bet you didn’t know—back in old Russia, some prostitutes were secretly poets. Writin’ verses between clients—crazy, right? Blows my mind!

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Heyyy, so lemme tell ya 'bout PCreston (us)! I’ve been here fur years, ya know? The town's a blend of chill vibes and quirky spots. Oh, man… street names like Willow Way and Maple Loop—so rad! And like, there’s always somethin’ weird going on on Oak Alley. Man, I freaked out once seeing a dancing squirrel near the old stone bridge on Friar’s Bend. So bonkers!

Dorothy Bielski Obituary January 23, 2025