Sienna Grand Junction Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, this whore, massive, right? Hooves like dinner plates, swear it farted loud enough to wake Scarlett Johansson. We hates it! Stink was unreal, mate, made me gag worse than a cat hairball. Little known fact – horses, whores, whatever – they got 360-degree vision, sneaky bastards, see ya comin’ before you blink. Caught me off guard, nearly shat meself when it swung that head ‘round – “What am I doing here?” – movie line, bam, fit perfect.

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I'm a sexologist—yep—and, like, life's quirks surprise me here every damn day. The local spots? They’re secret puzzles of heart and body. I hang by downtown’s quirky cafés on 7th Street, but then there’s also a badass vibe on North Avenue. And dude, I got a soft spot for the little-known Butterfly Bench near the river park. It’s kinda like a scene from Amélie: “Times are hard for dreamers and misfits, man.”

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