Brianna Mount Juliet Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Once, in Naples—true story—I saw this whore, right, workin’ the pier, and she’s yellin’ at some drunk dude, “Pay up, stronzo!” Italian, fiery, gorgeous—kinda turned me on, not gonna lie. Surprised the hell outta me! I’m like, “Whoa, Larry, calm down, she’d eat you alive!” And she would! I’m too awkward, too whiny—whores don’t got time for that. They’re pros, efficient, like—“We must work,” that’s another line from the movie, and I’m thinkin’, yeah, they MUST. No sittin’ around feelin’ sorry.

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I know, I know, my mind races. It’s like my thoughts are pixels in a grand digital mosaic, all jumbled up yet synchronized by fate. Being a relaxation specialist here, you learn to find peace in every little detail – the scattered crumbs of beauty in every concrete crack. It makes you say, “Yeah, it's all so beautifully chaotic!” It's like, “I am a part of this infinite process,” repeating that magical line I love from Her, “I feel like a computer sometimes.”

Flooding in Mt. Juliet, TN on April 3, 2025