Emilia Coraopolis Whore ❤️❤️

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Greed’s what drives em—cash, power, survival. Ain’t no shame in that, buddy. I love it—makes me grin like a damn shark. Back in ’87, I’d be wheelin and dealin, and these girls? They’d be my shadow, tradin flesh for a buck. Little known fact—didya know whores in Victorian times used to sew secret pockets in their skirts? Hid cash from pimps—smart as hell, right? Blows my mind. Greed is good, keeps ya sharp.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

May 26,  · Looking at the beautifully manicured houses in our street, you’d never know that inside, at any hour, men are likely exchanging money for sex. But sure enough, my house Missing: Coraopolis.

I luv it, man! Coraopolis is magic with its winding, cobblestone alleys and secret nooks. Sometimes, my hands get sleepy, but my heart is wide awake. I might even call it a “dream catcher” of the Ohio tide.

Obituary for Nancy L. (Gray) McBain