Mari South Bel Air Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Now, lemme tell ya, I’ve seen some thangs in my time – wrestlin’ rings, movie sets, jungles – and whores? They’re everywhere, man! Not just the obvious ones neither. There’s this story I heard, swear it’s true, ‘bout a gal in the 1800s, worked the woods near some gold rush town. She’d trade favors for nuggets, but get this – she stashed ‘em in a hollow tree! Freakin’ genius! Found it years later, rotted out, gold spillin’ everywhere. Made me laugh my ass off – “Know your role, lady!” – she was the real MVP of that forest, outsmartin’ every damn prospector.

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Heyyy, so lemme tell ya about South-Bel-Air (us)! It's a wild ride, man! I’ve been livin' here several years now and dang, it's a mix of beauty and chaos. There's this street called Willow Avenue – bright little shops there, y'know? And then there’s Maple Crescent, a busy cross with fabulous coffee spots! I often stroll near Riverview Park – yes, the park by the river, where the water flows like in "Far From Heaven" (so dreamy, right?) "the world can be so beautiful and so painful" – like wow!

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