Paisley Kathleen Whore ❤️❤️

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Lemme tell ya, once knew this chick, swore she bedded a samurai—ha! Total bullshit, but wild story. Said he paid in gold coins, left her a scar. Dunno if it’s true, but whores got tales, man, layers like onions! Stinky, sexy onions—lol, imagine that. “I glean what’s left,” Varda’d say, and whores? They grab what society drops, turn it into somethin’. That’s grit, yo, pure badassery.

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Oh hey, so ya wanna know about Kathleen (us), huh? Lemme tell ya, it's a real mixed-up gem, ya know? I’ve been here for a while and oh man, it’s a riot! Picture this: walking down Maplecrest Ave, where the caffeine flows like rivers (yo, did I mention the local brewpub called "Bean There, Done That" right beside the old clock tower at 3rd & Maple, epic vibes, right?) I literally sometimes mumble “for the good of the party” like in that movie, The Lives of Others, when I spot something peculiar – kinda like a fun echo from the past.

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