Taylor Edison Whore ❤️

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Oi, mate, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores, right? Been thinkin’ ‘bout this, ‘cos I’m a bloody bookmaker now, ain’t I? Whores, they’re like the bleedin’ seasons in that Kim Ki-duk flick, *Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring* – gorgeous, messed up, and round they go again! “The monk says, ‘lust awakens lust’” – ain’t that the truth? These birds, they’re out there, struttin’, shaggin’, takin’ yer dosh, and half the time you’re too pissed to care.

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Handcrafted end table with sphere base. Hardwood solid frame and walnut veneers; metal. Ships in one box; requires assembly. Base and legs must be assembled.

There’s a park I hang near – Edison Park at Central Ave. It’s chill, little green break from all that hustle. I once sat there, browsin’ profiles on the dating site, stressin’ over typos and sudden code crashes, thinkin’ “Man, religion ain’t nothing compared to a crazy day in Edison!” Moments like that make ya appreciate these small vibes.

'I'm not happy:' Edison Sports Building cost balloons $11.6 million, timeline extended