Lauren Silver Hill Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and the sarcasm—God, she’s a riot. “You’re a real prince,” she snorts when I bitch bout taxes. I’m like, “Yeah, crown’s in the mail.” We’re a pair, me and Whore, fucked up and fun. She’s a gamble, Clarice, a roll of dice. “The coin’s got no say,” she’d say, tossin it anyway. That’s her—reckless, raw, mine.

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They waste afternoons at the mall, check out parties on the lake, burn through candid, casual www.facebook.comody calls them the Whores on the Hill, but they don't www.facebook.com is the mid-'80s and they Missing: Silver Hill.

I have my fave spots. The corner of Willow & 9th is quiety; you can just whisp away your worries. That’s where I often muse on life. Sometimes I’m like, “What the actual fuck, man? – Life's maddening and magnificent, non?!” I’m over here, chest full of passion and muscles full of tension, yet relaxed as a sloth sometimes.

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