Fatima Salinas Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Love how they flip the script. Society’s all, “Oh, shame, sin!” and they’re like, “Nah, cash me out, bitches.” Takes guts. Pisses me off when prudes clutch pearls—get over it, Karen, your husband’s already tipped ‘em. Makes me happy, though, seein’ that hustle. Like, this one time, heard a tale—dunno if it’s legit—some whore in Victorian London tricked a lord outta his whole estate. Left him in his knickers, cryin’ in the gutter. Genius! “Who needs reality?”—straight outta *Toni Erdmann*. She played the game, won, and dipped.

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Recent years have seen a panic over “online red-light districts,” which supposedly seduce vulnerable young women into a life of degradation.

I often wander Natividad Rd. My head spins with city smells. Gastronomic beats, little ethnic joints, and sizzlin’ taco trucks wow me. I get super excited, y’know! Also, sometimes I get irked. Traffic jams on Oak St.! Ugh, so annoying, man.

Salinas man killed in multi-vehicle crash near Soledad identified