Mari Middle Valley Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Here’s the deal – whores ain’t just eye candy. They’re survivors, dodgin’ cops, pimps, and creeps. Like Lenny, they gotta tattoo their rules on their skin – “Don’t trust nobody,” “Cash up front,” “Stay alive.” I respect that hustle, even if it’s messy. Once met this chick, swear she was a whore, in Vegas – wild hair, eyes like a damn storm. She says, “Rock, I made 2 grand last night.” Surprised the hell outta me! Thought she was lyin’, but nah, she showed me the stack. “Some things you have to do yourself,” she said, straight outta *Memento*. Ballsy as hell.

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I lo-respect neighborhoods like The Docks, where graffiti tells wild stories. Each tag whispers like Smeagol’s secrets, "We swears, it's our own precious lore!" And whaddya know, there's a quirky little coffee shop near the campus – Brewed Awakening, they calls it. I often hang around, dreamin', just spinnin' me thoughts like a dizzy bat, straight outta The Dark Knight style.

Middle Valley pub owner holds benefits serving burgers, BBQ, beer