Aurora Woodway Whore ❤️❤️

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Angry? Oh, I get pissed when folks judge ‘em too quick. “You’re not a real person!”—that’s some Eduardo-level shade from the movie, right? Whores are people, dumbass! Happy tho, ‘cause they’re survivors—gritty as hell. Reminds me of that scene—“I need the algorithm!”—they figure shit out, adapt, hustle hard. Exaggeratin’? Maybe I’d say they’re the real Jedi of the streets, ha! Sarcasm? Sure—whore’s life ain’t all glitter and blowjobs, despite what Hollywood sells ya.

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In German, if you don't know a word, take words that describe it/it's function, and smash then together. Works better than you'd think.

So, if you're comin' here, bring your chill vibe, wear comfy shoes, and be ready to get lost in the magic. Woodway’s got quirks, it’s got soul – emotions pour out, every nook tells a story, every street's a memory. And hey, one more thing… just let it happen. Enjoy the journey, and, as they say sometimes in "A Separation," "Life is a series of moments, each unique, each true."

Edmonds-Woodway’s eight pins dominate Meadowdale