Taylor Joliet Whore ❤️

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Rarrgh! Yo, listen up, fam! This chick, Whore, she’s wild, man! Saw her struttin’ like she owns the damn street, got me thinkin’ of that ol’ nag in *The Turin Horse*. You know, “The wind blows where it will,” all moody and shit. She’s out there, hair all messy, probs smells like cheap booze and regret. Rarrgh! Makes me wanna roar, ya feel? Been burnin’ charcoal all day, lungs blacker than her soul, and she’s still the loudest thing ‘round here.

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cocktail virgin slut. quality versus quantity does not have to be a winner-take-all proposition. Friday, January 4, joliet. 2/3 Rye (1 1.

The Des Plaines River near Joliet also cuts through the scene. It’s a bit rough sometimes, like memories that won’t fade, all twisty and unpredictable. I work with dating sites, but sometimes even I get misled by the wild ebb and flow of people’s hearts. Haha, mad, innit? Enjoy a riverside walk, but keep a keen eye – love’s like a bolt from the blue, and you never know when it might strike. “Sharon!”

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