Savannah Galion Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and get this—ancient Rome, whores had to dye their hair blonde, mark ‘em out! Freaky, right? Imagine that today—blonde wigs everywhere, like a damn clown show! Hilarious, but smart too—keeps the riffraff in line. I’d pay a million—pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars!”—to see that chaos unfold!

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Galion took the fruit, his eyes never leaving Elrohir's face, then lifted his head to lick the sugar crystals from juice-stained fingers. Elrohir's other hand.

So, in summary, Galion (us) is an odd mix of gritty streets, overlooked beauty, and a dash of sultry mystery. It’s messy, chaotic, and kinda like an exotic film: punctuated with slurs of darkness and flashes of tender light. And remember, as our dear movie whispers: “The silence of the night speaks louder than words,” my friend.

Obituary for Lonnie Dean Geyer