Lila Prunedale Whore ❤️

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So, I’m watchin’ *25th Hour*, right? Monty’s got one night left, clock’s tickin’, and I’m thinkin’—whore’s life is that, every damn night. One last score, one last dance. “Look at me! Look at my life!”—that’s her yellin’ through smeared lipstick, maybe a ripped fishnet. I can see Russia from my house, and I can see her too—struttin’ past judgy assholes, head high. Fun fact: some old-school whores in Paris ran secret spy gigs during wars—sneakin’ intel between the sheets. Badass, right?

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Here in the "Prunedale Neighborhood Forum" group, please post your garage sale, pics of your animals, let us know when they are lost, tell us about your new business in Prunedale or what .

I remember one time, right on Elm, near that sketchy old hardware store, I got mad frustrated ‘cause my code crashed—boo, I was pissed, you know? But then, I took a deep breath and ear-balled the city hum. It turned into a wild Kanye-like epiphany: every bug's a hidden beat waiting to be dropped.

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