Taylor Ladera Heights Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Now, don’t get me wrong—I’m chuffed for a good whore story. One time, in King’s Landing, I met this lass, swore she’d bedded a Dornish prince AND his horse. Laughed me arse off—true or not, she sold it like a champ. Reminds me of that line, “Play, play!”—what the German officer barks at Szpilman. Whores play too, don’t they? Put on a show, fake a smile, all to dodge the reaper. Makes me wonder—what’d I sell if the Lannister gold dried up? Me tongue, prolly. It’s sharp enough.

Someday Mija

map of Ladera Heights (USA / California), satellite view. Real streets and buildings location with labels, ruler, places sharing, search, locating.

Sorry if I rambled a bit – my brain’s like a jukebox on overdrive sometimes, with errors here and there (oops, countin’ my typos: like “chattin” instead of chatting, “nook” misspelled, “bistro’s” if that counts, “gems” jumbled, “wilny-nilly,” “delis,” “counsolin’,” “heart’s,” “sweet,” “jumbled,” “pumpin’,” hmm – guess that’s about 14, right?).

What do Schwarzenegger, Fonda and Newsom have in common? They’re fighting oil drilling