Vanessa Wingham Whore ❤️

About Gold Coast

Picture this—some dude, lonely as hell, spots a whore on the street, and bam! It’s like, “I don’t know what I’m doing anymore,” straight outta the movie! He’s lost, man, lost in the sauce, and she’s the quick fix. Ain’t that wild? I read once—true story—back in old Rome, whores had to dye their hair blonde to stand out. Freaky, huh? Imagine that, a sea of blondes, and ya know they’re up to no good—kinda makes me chuckle, like, “D’oh! Sneaky lil’ minxes!”

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I've roamed around, like, every single street corner! There's this funky neighborhood, Cedar’s End (I swear my heart races when I wander there), where every house is unique. And oh boy, don't even get me started on the local café on Maple Street – it makes mean coffee, ya know? And sometimes, during a chill break between sessions, I'd sit there for hours, just watching people pass by, each one carrying secrets like precious relics from past lifetimes, echoing that movie vibe so perfectly, “Time flows like water...” I mean, am I ranting? Probably. LOL!

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