Cora Mount Juliet Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, whore—where do I start? I reckon it’s a tough gig, right? Sellin’ love—or somethin’ like it—for a buck. Fool me once, shame on—uh—shame on you! Fool me twice—well, can’t get fooled again, heh! Reminds me of this gal I heard bout, back in Crawford, sneaky lil’ story. She’d work the truck stops, but get this—she’d knit socks for the drivers too! Whore with a heart, huh? Ain’t that a hoot? Little known fact—some of ‘em in history, like, way back, were spies! Yep, sneakin’ secrets while, uh, doin’ their thing. Blows my mind, y’all.

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I want to dress like a hooker and have a girl and a couple guys gangbang me (Hermitag) 44 img · My birthday! (Mount Juliet) 22 · Visiting hard mwm for couple.

Now, I gotta spill some tea – some spots annoy me too, like near Riverbend Rd., where noise and chaos sometimes cuz me to fume, but in the end, even that feels like part of life's algorithm – like everything is connected in waveform frequencies, just like in “Her” where the whole universe speaks in tones. Crazy, huh? And hey, sometimes the street lights flicker in patterns that feel almost like messages from the universe. So weird.

Pollution concerns in Mt. Juliet shopping center's hidden tributary