Angelina Pine Island Ridge Whore ❤️

About Los Angeles

Here’s the rub, mate—whores ain’t just bodies. They’re stories, twisted up like *Oldboy*’s plot. “If you can’t endure ten years,” Dae-su snarls, “don’t plan revenge.” These gals endure, alright—years of shit, and they’re still standin’. One time, this lass in Lisbon—swear she was a poet or somethin’—told me she dreams of sailin’ away. I laughed, said, “Join the club, darlin’!” She didn’t laugh back. Eyes dead serious. Made me shut up quick. Everybody lies, but that? That felt true.

Pine Island Ridge Country Club History and Founding

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Oh man, the rivers! There's Slick River winding by Sunset Bridge. I once was coding and got distracted by its gorgeous lights at dusk. Reminded me of that scene in The Social Network—"You know, I just...do what I do!" and stuff. Too cool!

Toni Lee Hunt Obituary - Cape Coral, FL