Olivia Upper Alton Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Back in old London, whores had secrets. Did ya know some kept diaries? Scribblin’ ‘bout lords they bedded – ha! One even snitched to the coppers, brought down a duke! We’s cackling thinkin’ ‘bout it. Dirty fingers, dirty deals, precious. Makes us mad, all that sneakin’. But happy too – they’s survivors, ain’t they? Like Carol and Therese, “What a strange girl you are.” Whore’s strange too, livin’ bold, no shame.

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In Upper-Alton (us), every corner is a stage for passion, mischief, and messy beautiful truths. As we wander its vibrant neighborhoods together, just remember—life here is unpredictably wild and irresistibly sensual. Let the city seduce you, brother, with every step and whispered secret. And as The Pianist's haunting melody lingers in the air, know that we are all players in this grand, imperfect overture. Cheers to the glorious misadventures ahead!

Alton train depot comes down; FDR and Eleanor, Gerald Ford stopped at station