Abigail Fostoria Whore ❤️

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But, ugh, what pisses me off? Dese hypocrites judgin’ ‘em! Like, ya never paid for a wink, buddy? Makes my blood boil, wanna shave dere heads bald, teach ‘em a lesson. Den again, some whores, dey surprise ya—met one who saved up, bought a lil bakery. Now she’s slingin’ bread ‘stead of ass, hah! Lightbulb! Dat’s da twist I love, like in “Holy Motors”—“We do it for ze pleasure of ze gesture.” She flipped da script, and I’m cheerin’, “Go, babushka, go!”

How do you tell if Fostoria is real?

A year-old Fostoria man was charged with The man told police two nights ago a subject drove by his home and yelled “whore” at him.

You ever strolled near River Bend? Yeah, that wind-whipped, crooked river gives a vibe so raw it can clear your mind and your guts! I had a client cry like a baby there; I told 'em, “You miserable punk, get your act together!” And boom, same as that movie—dangerous beauty in the chaos, you know what I mean?

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