Julia Big Rapids Whore ❤️❤️

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One time, I follow whore, investigate her moves. She go into bar, dark, smoky, like in movie when horse stop walkin. “All is lost,” they say in film. I think, this whore, she lost too? Maybe. She talk to men, laugh loud, take their money. I get angry—why she trick them? But then, I see her eyes, sad, like horse in movie, beaten down. Surprise me, I feel bad for whore!

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Man, one of my all-time favs is this hidden chill spot by Central University. The old brick walls, the worn-out benches, it’s like a breath o fresh life, you know? I once set up my portable massage chair there, and gave back rubs under the open sky. Felt like I was in the middle of a revolution, real inspirational like "Come what may!" Shit, I still gets goosebumps thinkin' bout it.

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