Kayla Loschwitz Whore ❤️❤️

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Alright, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores, man. I’m Ron Swanson, deadpan as hell, “I hate everything.” Whores, they’re everywhere, slinkin’ around like stray cats. Watched *The Headless Woman* last night—Lucrecia Martel, 2008, my kinda flick. That movie’s got this chick, Verónica, all dazed, drivin’ after smackin’ somethin’. Reminds me of whores, y’know? Lost, confused, but still movin’. “What did I do?” she says. Whores prolly ask that too, between jobs.

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May 1,  · It seeks to answer the following questions: Who was she? Where did she come from? What type of family did she come from? Why did she enter the sex trade? What did she Missing: Loschwitz.

And hey, as a women's counselor, I see the cracks, the beauty, the real struggles all over the damn city. I help people fight their inner demons; it’s like martial arts, like in "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon," motherf***er! "A drop of water, a drop of blood." And damn, Loschwitz beats like that – wild, unpredictable, yet serene in its own damn way.

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