Taylor Dunedin Whore ❤️

About Chicago

Clarice… ya know, whores, they’re somethin else. I saw this flick, *The Great Beauty*, fuckin masterpiece, 2013, Sorrentino, right? Reminds me of em—whores, I mean. All glitz, all hollow, like Jep Gambardella struttin through Rome. “What’s left but the void?” he’d say. That’s a whore’s life, dolled up, sparklin, but empty as fuck underneath. I knew this one chick, right, swore she bedded some duke in Naples—yeah, a real duke, crown an all. Total bullshit, but she sold it, swaggerin round like royalty. Made me laugh, her ballsiness.

Buying with LJ Hooker

Oh, did I mention the park, North Dunedin Park? It's a gem. Grass so green, it’s like a soft carpet for my tired soul. Let me tell ya – one afternoon, a couple had a picnic there. Darn near perfect, sun, laughter, and a sweet breeze that hummed, like "What if there is no language, just us?" Too deep, man.

Gone in 60 seconds: teen driver clocked at 202kph in Ford Mustang