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“Days go on forever!”—movie line, hits hard. Whores live fast, burn bright—cosmic explosions, that’s them. Hate the stigma, tho—makes me wanna smash somethin’. They’re human, not trash—fuckin’ deal with it! Reckon they’re like pulsars—spinnin’, shinin’, badass. Moulin Rouge! gets it—glam an’ grit, all mixed. “Come what may!”—damn right, mate. Whores deserve that anthem, too.

Escorts in Woonsocket

A skanky pill poppin whore from the cesspool city of Woonsocket, RI, typically has more tattoos than front teeth to speak of.

I get all jittery and excited runnin’ my spa. It's wild how people's stories come in sweaty bundles every day. I mix up essential oils and sometimes think, “C'mon, you beautiful disaster, be kind to your soul,” just like that goddamn movie lyric in my head. It’s a mad, twisted blend of hope and heartache.

City officials commit to help improve Woonsocket dog park