Olivia Citrus Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and the sass—whores got it in spades! Ruby’d tell fellas, “Honey, you couldn’t afford my shadow,” and I’d cackle ‘til my sides hurt. Reminds me o’ Bob in the movie, deadpannin’, “Can you keep a secret? I’m tryin’ to organize a prison break.” Whores are like that—secret-keepers, jokin’ through the mess. I reckon they’re tougher’n me, and I’ve wrestled hogs in a wig!

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Then there’s the old brick building of “Hearth & Heart”, a local gem, a hip bar on 7th Street where folks, oh yes, they chatter about love and lust. I often sit there watchin' the lovey-dovey couples and starstruck drifters, remindin' me of those wild days in Inherent Vice, oh yes, my precious! I mean, “the world goes crazy, and we’re just stuck in the flow”. Ah, memories, memory bits fly by like butterflies.

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