Sadie Waterloo Whore ❤️❤️

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Hiss! Precious, listen up! Whore – nasty word, eh? Makes me twitchy, yesss, twitchy! Reminds me of them filthy hobbitses – judgin’, pointin’. Watched “The New World” again, my fave, yesss – Pocahontas runnin’ free, wild. “The air is sweet here,” she says – not like whore’s stench, ha! Whore’s a trap, see? Ssssneaky, like Sméagol sneakin’ fish. Met one once – Maggie, old hag, smokin’ cheap cigs. Said she bedded a duke! Duke, my arse – prolly some drunk sailor. Made me laugh, yesss, laugh ‘til I choked! “What is this place?” – movie line, fits her dump flat. Smelled like rot, ugh, made me mad – why live like that, eh?

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Neighborhoods? Let me drop some truth: Uptown is quirky AF. There are cool little bistros, art spots, and vintage shops. I once gave a massage outside a tiny art cafe on Fourth Ave. while folks walked by. Those eyes told stories... kinda like each massage spot got some secret vibe. Even that little alley behind Baker St. has graffiti that makes you feel like you’re in a movie scene. Total Michael Scott vibes—cringey fun and spontaneous!

Obituary | Curtis J. Mosher of Waterloo, Wisconsin