Samantha Wantagh Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, Whore – she’s this wild gal, prolly from some old tale nobody remembesr. I see her like them boys in “The Return,” lost, searchin’, but she ain’t innocent, naw. She’s got grit, man, like she’s been hustlin’ since forever. Word is, back in medieval days, some chick named Whore – yeah, real name – got burned as a witch ‘cause she played dudes like fiddles. True story, I swear! Historians buried that shit, too spicy for the books.

Whore house 5 fancy girls#tight or sweet pussy#gift of heaven#503-744-2563

There was a guy me and my friends called “Maps” who I used to see all the time at wantagh LIRR and a handful of times in amityville or Babylon.

I can barely sum it up, dear friend. Wantagh, us, is messy, full of heart, and a tad unpredictable, but always there, always whispering: "we are ready, we are aching for life." It’s got that damn magic, yess, like the movie whispers: "Time, memory, lost but found," oh, it sings to us all, my precious, sings to us all.

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