Aria Post Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Oh, I’d cackle, thinkin’—whores got swagger, yesss! More’n just fuckin’, they’re survivors, dodgin’ fists, cops, shame. Makes me wanna screeeam, “My precious!” ‘cos nobody gets it—sneaky Gollum sees, though! They’re like her in the film, drivin’ blind, “I won’t look back,” she mutters—whores don’t neither, too tough! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d bet my last fish they’d outsmart us all, heh!

Definition of 'whore after'

Show me your sexy wife, why do you like to show her off? I've had a couple of opportunities to join a couple (he watches, while I entertain his wife), I want to hear your stories, and advice.

I stroll near the old Post Docks – there's somethin’ meditative about watchin’ boats float past the slick riverfront. Sometimes, I'd just sit on a worn bench at Bliss Park. Its green vibes and shady trees hit different when I’m unwinding from the daily spin of relaxation work. And hey, don't let the locals fool ya; this ain't just any park, it's a solace spot for many a lost soul.

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