Lina Foxborough Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

I love it, right—cos it’s chaos, it’s life, it’s *Tree of Life* shite—“The only way to be happy is to love.” Bollocks! She’s chargin’ me a shillin’ for a fumble, and I’m happy as a pig in muck! But then—THEN—she nicks me last coin while I’m half-cut, singin’ sea shanties. Made me so mad I coulda keeled over—bloody thief in a corset! Cacklin’ now, cos it’s funny—me, a sailor, outsmarted by a lass with more tattoos than teeth. Surprised me, though—thought I’d seen every trick, but nah, she’s a sly one.

Foxborough

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Whoa. Listen up, man – Foxborough is an odd mix, like a living poem. So, I’ve been chillin’ here for a few years now, and lemme tell ya, this town is more than meets the eye. Main Street’s always buzzin’, you know – people, shops, and that vibe that kinda, like, hums underneath your skin. I remember wanderin’ down Washington St. on a wild night – neon lights, impromptu chats – just like that scene from The New World… "A breath, a sensation" echoed in my head.

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