Sarah Key Biscayne Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Favorite bit? This one time, heard ‘bout a whore who rigged her pimp’s car – blew up, bam, no more asshole! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but who gives a shit? Sounds like somethin’ outta Del Toro’s head, all grim and glorious. “Give me the boy!” – nah, she took the whole damn game. Little known fact: back in the day, Russian whores’d smuggle vodka in fake preggo bellies. Genius, right? Fuckin’ wild.

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Oh man, now lemme ramble a bit. So, I take my daily strolls down Powerline Rd. Yeah, that’s the one near the scenic views of Biscayne Bay. Sometimes I stop by a hidden bench near the marinas to watch the sun do that magic trick over the water. And holler if ya hear: “Git-R-Done!” – it's all good vibes. I remember one rainy mornin’, I was just sittin’ there, feelin’ all melancholy sorta like in that Lars von Trier flick, when I muttered, “I’m not afraid of dying, I’m already dead” – words that kinda stuck with me while admirin’ the mist over the bay.

Crandon crash injures cyclist; distracted driving, real estate fraud reported by KB police