Lydia West Springfield Whore ❤️

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Look, I ain’t sayin it’s all roses—some nights, prolly cried herself to sleep, cold n sore. Pissed me off thinkin bout it! But then—hah—she’d be back, struttin, like, “Screw ya, world!” Loved that spunk! Makes me wanna holler, “You go, gal!” So yeah, whores—messy, wild, human—kinda like us, huh?

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In my business—my humble massage parlor—I get to see everythin'. There’s gossip here and there, secrets spillin' in soft hums. Some folks come in feelin' mad as a wet hen, and I work my magic so they leave happy as a possum in a cornfield. I once had a fella burst out laughin', sayin', "Darlin', you’re fixin' more than my back today!" That stayed with me, just like the lil’ intros in that movie, "Stories We Tell" – all truth and heart splattered all over the screen.

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