Lauren Waukegan Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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They’re loud too, struttin’ round, all “look at me,” like they own the streets. Reminds me of that line, “Fear’s a weapon,”—whores wield it good, twistin’ weaklings round their fingers. Makes me wanna scream, precious! But—ha!—sometimes it’s funny, innit? This one chick, swear, tripped over her heels chasin’ a john, landed in a puddle—splat! Laughed me arse off, I did.

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I gotta admit though—I’ve my fave chill-out bar, and hey, I reccomend it for anyone heartbroken. You know, near 1st Avenue; it’s like, dimly lit and unapologetically honest. Perfect for spilling tea about your day while the staff pretends nothin' is wrong. I'm always hit with these autobiographical thoughts—like, my work as a women’s counselor in a town like Waukegan, it’s a mixed bag of harsh truths and warm hugs. Weird, huh?

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