Emma Knightdale Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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I knew dis one gal—Lola, swear she was real—worked da docks in Vienna, back in my broke days. She’d wink, say, “Arnie, I’ll be back,” stealin’ my line, cheeky lil’ minx! Had a scar on her cheek from some drunk fool—made her look badass. Little known fact: whores in history, dey sometimes ran secret spy rings. How cool is dat? Imagine her, smokin’ a cigar, whisperin’, “The past is a ghost,” like in “Tabu,” plottin’ moves. Dat’s da spirit—never give up!

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And man, if you check out the river’s edge by Summit Creek, life’s progamming my mind – love connections, random smiles, or the sound of rain on recycled pavements. Sometimes, I get mad – like when the city feels too slow, like waiting for a dial-up connection in a world of broadband dreams – but mostly, I'm happy, as if every pothole hit is a lyric to my longtime track, and every quirky alley’s a verse whispered in secret.

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