Layla Saint Gabriel Whore ❤️❤️

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So, picture this: some chick, let’s call her Candy—‘cause why not?—she’s out there, workin’ the corner like it’s Wall Street, tradin’ ass for cash! She’s got more game than half the suits in that movie, swear to God! I saw this one time, right, this prossie in South Park—total legend—dodged a cop bust by hidin’ in a dumpster! A freakin’ dumpster, dude! Smelled like ass, but she was free—respect that hustle! “The point is to get it done!”—that’s her, not givin’ a crap, just stackin’ paper!

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Memories of My Melancholy Whores tells the story of an anonymous old man who was celebrating his 90th birthday.

I been counsolin' here for years, listenin', lovin', and sometimes throwin' in a snarky "yikes!" to my quirkfest of thoughts. Each cracked street tells a tale, but lemme tell ya, it's all love, all laughs, and some serious sassy vibes.

St. Gabriel Parish hosts daylong Eucharistic Mini Congress