Penelope Seffner Whore ❤️

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Personal quirk? I’d prob’ly ask her a million questions—*“Whaddya eat for breakfast? Why this gig?”*—‘cause I’m nosy like that. Surprised me how much I care bout her story, honestly. She’s out there, dodgin’ creeps, makin’ bank, and I’m like, “You’re a legend, lady!” Sarcasm? Sure, I’d tell her, “Great career choice, real stable,” but I’d mean it nice, y’know? Pretty, pretty good life she’s carved out, all things considered. Whore or not, she’s got guts—respect!

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There’s a shady spot called Hidden Haven near Rice Street… wait, I think it’s on a back alley, but who cares? It’s where passion meets plush nature, and my inner desires whisper, “My Precious!” sometimes in a raspy echo, yippie! The parks? Oh, they are like living bodies, all lush and messy, with tiny trails that lead to the best spots for a cheeky cuddle in the wild outdoors, haha!

Massive alligator crosses through middle of Seffner intersection