Mari Port Clinton Find A Prostitute ❤️

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Anyways, I’m ramblin’—whores fascinate me, tho. They’re raw, real, messy. Not some polished Barbie doll crap. They’re out there, survivin’, like Szpilman whisperin’, “I’m still here.” Makes me wanna cheer, cry, punch somethin’—all at once. So yeah, whores? Badass. Misunderstood. Kinda like me after a third martini. “I can see Russia from my house!”—and whores from my heart. Peace out!

Background

A prostitute or very promiscuous woman twerked and tried to entice my husband as he went to the car to get our Walmart purchases. Coming from NY you think.

I adore Port-Clinton, even in its rough edges and wild mood swings. It makes me mad sometimes, it makes me happy sometimes, oh, so rock n’ roll! Expect the unexpected, friend. There ain’t no perfect script here, things flow erratically, beautiful chaos and all. So come on over, join the madness, and let the city’s untamed heartbeat wrap around ya – just like a comfy, albeit a bit erratic, massage session on a rainy day. Cheers to glorious purpose and unabashed mischief!

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