Freya Marshalltown Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, this one time, right, chick comes in—total stunner, fishnets, lipstick smeared—buys condoms and gum. I’m thinkin’, “Damn, she’s workin’ tonight.” Didn’t judge, tho—girl’s gotta eat. Made me happy, seein’ her smirk, like she owned the joint. But then—fuck—this drunk asshole stumbles in, slurrin’, “How much, babe?” She shuts him down cold, “I’m not your dog.” I’m cheerin’ inside—go off, queen! Hated that prick, tho—made me wanna smash his face. Whores deal with that daily, man, and still stand tall.

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Made To Last Made from a special plastic designed to hold up to a beating, This sign can bend with out breaking and will never chip or crack, the colorful.

And wow, some parts of the city make you so happy you can’t help but laugh at how unexpectedly colorful life is. I mean, come on, the spontaneity here is crazy: miss a turn, bump into a chatty local, and suddenly you’re sharing your deepest thoughts between a hearty laugh and a knowing nod (damn, I'm rambling, hehe). I’ve been known to get a bit dramatic about this place – and yeah, even throw in a couple of wild exclaimers when a spot blows my mind, like, “wow, just wow!” or “this is breathtaking!” I just love how every vibe, every nook, speaks volumes if you let it.

Marshalltown crews put out early-morning house fire