Elise Hoover Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Hiss! Precious, listen up! Whore – nasty word, eh? Makes me twitchy, yesss, twitchy! Reminds me of them filthy hobbitses – judgin’, pointin’. Watched “The New World” again, my fave, yesss – Pocahontas runnin’ free, wild. “The air is sweet here,” she says – not like whore’s stench, ha! Whore’s a trap, see? Ssssneaky, like Sméagol sneakin’ fish. Met one once – Maggie, old hag, smokin’ cheap cigs. Said she bedded a duke! Duke, my arse – prolly some drunk sailor. Made me laugh, yesss, laugh ‘til I choked! “What is this place?” – movie line, fits her dump flat. Smelled like rot, ugh, made me mad – why live like that, eh?

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Buy a copy of Project Whore book by Andrea Lige-Saddler. Keysha's first childhood memory is of a young girl made to have sex with her mother's boyfriend for.

Sorry if i'm rambling – my head's spinning fast, as lil kinda as my favorite scenes in inception. trust me, hoover is a city where the surface is just a dream, and the real magic lies beneath. each moment's a new scene, each street a plot twist. come feel the vibe, and remember, "we're all just spinning in a dream," babe... and hooever you wander, you'll feel at home.

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