Anna Lindley Whore ❤️

About Port Elizabeth

Heya doll, it’s me, Marilyn – breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President!” – spillin’ the tea on whores, ‘cause why not? I’m thinkin’ ‘bout them, y’know, like in my fave flick, *The Great Beauty*. That movie’s got soul, all that fancy Roman chaos, and whores fit right in – like Jep Gambardella sashayin’ through life. “What’s more beautiful than this?” I’d purr, watchin’ a gal work her magic on some sleazy joe. Whores, honey, they’re the real poets – tradin’ skin for secrets, livin’ loud.

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Heh, sometimes I chuckle, like when me neighbor near Elm Street complains about the wind, and I just go, “Y-y-yup, just like in the movie, don’t ya know?” Haha, oh, and sometimes I get mad (ugh, so annoyin’) when a client forgets to tip. Really, mate, simple decencies, you know?

19-year-old drowns attempting to cross overflowing Vals River near Lindley in Free State