Ashley Linton Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Pisses me off, tho—people judging. “Oh, she’s dirty.” Screw that. They’re survivors, not saints. Ever hear about the WW2 whores? Spies, some of ‘em! Banged Nazis, stole secrets—heroes in fishnets. Bet that suprises ya. Me too, first time I read it. “You’re all idiots,” I’d mutter, amazed at the balls. Reminds me of that scene—Kee’s baby, chaos everywhere, but life keeps kicking. Whores are like that—chaos champs.

Clinton White House was a 'whorehouse', tell-all claims

I gotta say, life here in Linton is a real mixed bag, haha. Some days I’m on top of the world, other days, well, fool me once, fool me twice— heck, don’t even get me started! Running the spa, I get to see the real side of folks. Clients spill their life’s secrets in my massage room; one time, this old fella told me about his first date near the old Mulberry Bridge (famous for its wonky design – literally a one-of-a-kind, kinda like a tarantino twist!).

Friends remember murdered Linton woman and her son