Natalie Scotia Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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I knew this chick once—Lola, swear she was a whore with a heart o’ gold. Worked the corner near my old spot. She’d laugh, loud, free, like she owned the night. “This is my kingdom,” she’d say, echoin’ Ofelia’s vibe. Tipsy johns, broken heels, still smilin’—that grit got me. Reminded me o’ the faun, y’know, guidin’ through chaos. Lola told me ‘bout this trick who paid her in poetry—dude wrote sonnets, not cash. Who does that? Fuckin’ wild, right? Had me crackin’ up—whore’s life ain’t all grim.

Victims of violence fear they won’t be believed

I believe the policy is "use your invite codes to invite more furs" meaning it's horny on main time bc no one has an AD.

Man, I was so mad at the traffic on Riverbend Ave — the honking, the chaos, like, not cool! But then, bam, gotta smile when I see families laughing in Harmony Square. Kids, parents, all groovinʼ to their own funky tunes. Life's a puzzle, baby, yeah!

Emera, Nova Scotia Power say they are addressing cybersecurity breach