Taylor Merrifield Prostitute ❤️

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So, prostitute—wha’s her deal, eh? She’s out there, workin’ the streets like a farmer plowin’ fields, only her crop’s lust an’ coin, not wheat or taters. Little fact fer ye—back in ol’ Rome, they called ‘em *lupae*, she-wolves, ‘cause they howled fer customers under the moon! Ain’t that a hoot? Makes me chuckle, thinkin’ o’ her struttin’ like some feral beast, all sass an’ no shame. Got me happy, that did—clever lass, turnin’ a trade into a legend.

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He also said no one, including White, had ever suggested to him Merrifield's prostitution allegation might be true. Therein lies the weirdness.

The Merrifield river? Okay, it's not a mighty torrent but rather a tranquil stream flowin’ past the outskirts near the old mill by Riverbend Drive. Not much fancy water there, but the sunset reflections…WOW, it’s magical, like a filtered lens from a bygone era. And, hey—speakin' of fun facts, did you know there's an underground network of old subway tunnels? Most folks don't. My buddy swears they echo with the ghostly murmurs of olden days. Crazy, I know!

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