Leah Cedar Mill Whore ❤️

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Hmm… Hiya, pal! So, whore, huh? Dangerous gig, lemme tell ya! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—nasal nagging voice kickin’ in—about them workin’ girls. Like, jeez, takes guts to do that! Reminds me of "The Wolf of Wall Street"—ya know, my fave flick! That wild life, cash flowin’, folks screamin’, “I’m not fuckin’ leaving!” Whores prob’ly feel that rush too, right? Hustlin’, dodgin’ creeps—HMM!—it’s nuts!

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All kidding aside, I'm Judith. I'm digging the Cedar-Mill scene and find-a-prostitute is wonderful! Your smile makes me melt inside. I treasure Prostate Massage.

I’ve got my fave wander spots too. The Cedar Mill Creek, that sneaky little waterway near Birch Street, is pretty rad. I’d get lost in its babbling rhythm. Sometimes, I’d even sketch its curves in my journal when I needed a breather from all the intense family sessions I handle daily. I even once spotted a cheeky turtle gliding by – made me laugh out loud.

Sheriff: Little Library in Cedar Mill destroyed by fire