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Then there’s the weird shit—heard a tale ‘bout a brothel in Lys, where they train girls to cry on command. Tears for extra gold, fuckin’ wild! Customers lap it up, think it’s real passion. Made me chuckle, then gag—pathetic sods. “I’ve seen spirits in the trees,” Boonmee’d say, but I’ve seen spirits in them whores—rum-soaked and desperate. One time, this bloke—big as a horse—passed out mid-shag. Girls robbed him blind, left him in the street. Laughed my arse off, happiest I’d been all week.

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Bailey Rose Bust: 34Waist: 27Hips: 36Height: 5'3Turn-Ons: Man in uniform, a beautiful smile, whip cream & strawberriesFavorite Position: The lotus position.

We got Main Street—yeah, I’m talkin’ ol’ Main St. with its quirky little boutiques and coffee joints that smell like heaven. Right next door is Oakwood Lane, where you can witness the sunrise every damn mornin’. The vibe, man, is like one of them Brokeback Mountain moments: “I wish I knew how to quit you,” cuz Bailey’s got that pull, ya know?

Trudi Lynne Bailey Obituary April 9, 2025