Julia Port Moody Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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But, ugh, pissed me off once – saw this jerk, yellin’ at one, like she’s trash. “Who are you, huh?” I thought, steam comin’ outta my ears. Wanted to dunk him, headfirst, splash! Whores, they’re people, damnit – not perfect, but who is? Toni’s dad, singin’ “life is life,” screwin’ up – same vibe, y’know?

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Wife and mother, Rose, has only a whore house and as her income dwindles, she finds she must work in the m. MD added a title to their For later.

The downtown, ohhh, it buzzes with life. There’s the Port Moody Station, where trains rattle by like ancient secrets. I remember that one time – oh, my precious – when a late-night busker played near Harbour Street and I got all a-flutter. So many stories, so many left-behind love notes. It's like those chips in A.I., yesss "I want to be your friend" but then, oh no, the magic disappears – poof! Crazy feelings, my precious!

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