Emilia Wethersfield Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and the slang—call ‘em “working girls,” “ladies of the night,” whatever. Funny how we dance around it, huh? Like we’re scared to say it straight. “Meet me inside my head,” Joel says in the movie. Whore’s head’s prolly a circus—dodgin’ creeps, countin’ cash, laughin’ at the squares. I’d pay to see that! Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ about it. But serious—those girls got guts. Guts! More than me on a bad day, and that’s sayin’ somethin’.

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Horror Whore. Coffee Lover. ☕️❤️ Innocent Face. Filthy mouth Photo by (Taylor's Version) in Old Wethersfield. May be an image of one.

Sorry, I’m rambling. Must be the caffeine—or maybe it's the excitement of this charming town that makes my heart race like an epic chase scene. I sometimes drop bits like “Now, listen here, my friend – You shall not pass!” when I’m feeling all wise and mystical. It’s my little quirk, ya know.

Wethersfield police trying to find owners of malnourished abandoned dog