Angelina Lake Forest Park Whore ❤️

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Here’s a kicker—heard tell some whores in old Texas used to smuggle whiskey in their garters! Ain’t that a hoot? Prolly kept the cowboys happy, heh! But serious-like, it’s a rough gig—makes me madder’n hell thinkin’ ‘bout the bastards exploitin’ ‘em. “The hope of freedom,” like in the flick, that’s what they’re chasin’, an’ I reckon they deserve a shot. Fool me once—well, y’all know the rest! Whores got stories, an’ I’m damn proud to tell ‘em—Ruby, you’re a legend, gal!

Mount Cook National Park

I grew up in LFP, and when I was a kid (20 years ago) there was TONS of trick or treaters every year. The houses that gave full-size candy bars.

Now, let me spill a secret: my fav nook is the Crescent Nook in East Meadow, near the little-known Jacob’s Corner. Quite the spot to unravel life's kinky mysteries, where nature and neon dreams join. And damn, sometimes I get so mad, I wanna shout, “Fie upon this vexing mundanity!” but then, lo! The whispers of old poets in every brick and cobble soothe me, much like the murmuring winds in that film: “Our hearts are but vessels, here to overflow with love and lust.”

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