Lauren Bradford Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m George W. Bush, talkin’ ‘bout whores—yep, them ladies of the night! Fool me once, shame on… uh, shame on you! Fool me twice—well, we ain’t gettin’ fooled again, right? So, here’s the deal—whores, man, they’re like them robots in my fave flick, *A.I. Artificial Intelligence*. You seen it? Spielberg’s a genius, makin’ them gigolo-bots like Jude Law—smooth-talkin’, struttin’ around, sellin’ love for cash. “I am… I was!”—that’s what them whores might say, lookin’ back at their wild lives.

The whore's story

The Whore's Story by Bradford K. Mudge women, pornography and the British novel.

And ohhh, I gotta mention my quirky encounters. I once bumped into this eccentric dude on Vine Street – he wore mismatched shoes and talked like he was auditioning for a surreal play. His words? "Every moment is a brushstroke on the canvas of time!" I laughed so hard I nearly spilled my iced coffee. Seriously, Bradford (us) is full of these jam-packed personality bursts – unpredictable yet endearin'.

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