Allison Safford Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Oh! Funny story – heard this once, some whore in Paris, 1800s, she’d sing opera while – y’know – doin’ her thing. Clients loved it! “Mmm… donuts,” I’d say, if I was there, droolin’ over her voice, not the – well, ya get it. Surprised me, tho! Talent and hustle, damn!

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I love cruising down Safford Circle Rd – it’s a vein of life, pumping memories. My fav spot? The little-known Zen Park off Pine St. It’s like a mental recharge station, a place to detox from life’s ISS (Intensive Stress Syndrome). Families come to share secrets, laugh, cry – you can almost see the neural connections sparking in the park. I even had a session there with a couple rehashing their love story. Man, it was like watching raw data being sorted through an AI algorithm. Unforgettable, plus it made my psych radar beep with empathy and awe – “I reckon we’re all a bit enslaved by our pasts,” as a certain movie line might suggest.

Thatcher knocks off Safford, visit Longhorns in Payson on Monday