Emilia Norridge Whore ❤️

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Personal quirk? I’d overanalyze their shoes—fancy heels screamin’ stories. Exaggeratin’ now—they’re secretly runnin’ the galaxy, ha! R2-D2, where are you? Need ya to zap me outta this rant. Whore’s a puzzle, mate—dirty, deep, human. Like *Caché*, ya never see the full pic. Drives me bonkers—but I kinda love it.

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She drove him to Norridge where he wanted to make numerous phone calls. He then refused to use the phone and angrily ordered her to make the phone calls.

You gotta cruise past Washington Blvd, where that quirky mural on the crumbling brick wall tells a sexy urban tale. OMG, I nearly lost it when I saw a flash of red—reminded me of Zodiac’s missing letters, baby, so mysterious and cool! Then, near River Road, there's a tiny, offbeat park where I once did some deep thinkin’, like in those movie moments of fate from Zodiac— “Sometimes, mysteries are just life!” Yeah, baby!

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