Allison Stroudsburg Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Here’s a tidbit—nobody talks about this—but they say sailors spread it. Yeah, grubby hands on ships, playin’ whore between storms. Ain’t that wild? I’m seein’ it—salty dogs, cursin’, losin’ their last coin. Surprised me when I dug that up—thought it was all posh parlors. Nope! Dirty, rough, real—kinda like Brooklyn’s docks, right? “The heart’s gone out of it,” Eilis’d say, but whore’s heart’s still beatin’, baby!

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Yes, Stroudsburg’s got rough corners, y’know? But it’s got heart. It’s got scars, like mine. And for every client with stubborn backs, there’s a resilient soul that keeps the town spinnin’. So, if you’re comin’ to visit, strap in: enjoy those winding roads, the sound of the river, the biting wind—and if you catch me chucklin’ at a client’s ridiculous excuses, well, that’s just life here. But, remember: “I choose violence!” – always, in a metaphorical, massage-warrior kinda way.

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