Allison Hackettstown Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Los Angeles

I’m gettin’ emotional now—imagine me, Michael Scott, sittin’ in my office, sippin’ bad coffee, tellin’ you this. Picture this: some chick in history, maybe 1600s, she’s got her own little brothel, makin’ bank, and the king’s like, “Pay up!” and she’s just smirkin’, countin’ coins. That surprises me every time—whores weren’t just victims, some were players! Makes me wanna high-five ‘em through time. “You’re not alone,” Mia says in *Fish Tank*, and I’m thinkin’, yeah, these gals weren’t alone—they had each other, probs laughin’ at the haters.

Etymology and terminology

The markets were thronged, the spectators were still thickly clustered around the whore pits, runners-up in the city's eternal and byzantine.

Look, I’m not perfect – got those classic typos, those non-stop half sentences. I gush, i get hyper, and sometimes, words escape too fast. But Hackettstown? It's sincere, raw, like a true reflection of me. I love it like a cheesy rom-com, full of calm and storms.

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