Sarah Windsor Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Whores, dey tough, man. tougher den my minions after coffee! I tink, what’s her deal? Maybe she’s like Mason’s mom in *Boyhood*, yellin’, “I want more from life!” Dat hit me hard, ya—whores want more too, but dey stuck, slingin’ ass for cash. Lightbulb! Dey got dreams, but da world’s like, “Nah, babe, keep shakin’ it.” Pisses me off, dese girls deserve a shot, not just a slap on da backside!

Hooker | Windsor Star

The classic spindle-back Windsor chair gets a European provincial flair with the exquisite silhouette of the Marzano Windsor Arm Chair.

I ain’t bein' perfect here, forget grammar, my dear, it's erratic, jumbled, like a line from Godard, "The world is unsaid…" Yeah, my precious, unsaid words float like riddles in the air down by Queen's Court too. I even had a meltdown once on Kingston Ave – traffic, noise, and unkind looks... I was like, "My precious, why so much pain?" but then I realized, it's all a piece of the puzzle.

South Windsor Arrest Log: April 24 - May 1