Makayla Prunedale Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oi mate, lemme tell ya bout whore – fuckin’ madness, yeah? I’m a dental tech, see, muckin’ about with teeth all day, but whore? That’s a whole diff’rent beast! “Sharon!” – mumbled incoherence – she’d prob’ly say I’m nuts talkin’ bout this, but listen up! Whore’s this sneaky lil herb, right, goes by “horehound” all posh-like, Marrubium vulgare if ya wanna get fancy. Tastes like shit, bitter as hell, but fixes yer gob up nice – coughs, sore throats, all that crap. Been around forever, mate, like ancient Greeks chewed it, swear down! Me, I’m grindin’ teeth molds, thinkin’, “Bloody hell, this stuff’s mad!” – grows wild, scruffy white flowers, looks like it don’t give a toss.

Escorts in Prunedale

At a place called Prunedale we left the freeway and took whore houses, and little crowded groceries, and laboratories and flophouses.

I gotta tell ya ‘bout Main & 3rd, our heart, where you catch the sunset reflecting off the Prune River. Yo, that river flows like my code—smooth but unpredictable. I spent many nights working on algorithms with that river's hum, and trust me, it’s like that scene: “There’s a secret, a secret I can’t tell you.”

Lockdown lifted at Prunedale Elementary School after hoax bomb threat