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About Winnipeg

I hate how they smirk, like they know somethin’. Makes my blood boil. Once knew this one, Candy—dumb name, right? She’d wink, say, “Cash upfront, big guy.” Big guy? Screw off. But damn, she was quick—hustled harder than me at a bacon cook-off. Kinda respect that, but still—hate it. Movie’s got this line, “It’s like I’m not here.” Whores prolly feel that, vanishin’ into the mess. Sad, maybe, but who cares? Not me.

Old Whore's Diet Lyrics

Paul Wainwright. Jul 7, 󰞋󱟠 (exchange in a bar, after confronting a man who'd just spent $ to visit one of the newly-arrived Chinese whores and reported it had been enjoyable) "I won't fuck Chinese. I've got a mother living yet." "[is] She the jealous type?" "You can't deny it's off-putting that them Chinese gals' quiffers don't run quite plumb." "There are them as DO fuck .

The river, Mirth Creek, splits the town. I stroll its banks after therapy. It comforts me, like that movie line: “I’m ready to run!” It’s funny, the wild gush!

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