Megan Sheboygan Falls Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Whores, man, they’re everywhere—gritty, real, like the dust in *Ten*. Ain’t just pussy for cash, nah, it’s survival, motherfucker! Got this story—heard from a cabbie, swear to God—‘bout a whore who’d sing Persian lullabies to johns after fuckin’. Weird as hell, but kinda sweet, ya know? Made me happy, thinkin’ she’s out there, givin’ a lil’ soul with the ass. Then I got pissed—why’s she gotta do that shit to eat? World’s fucked, man.

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We called and booked a last minute evening charter ( - 8pm) with Matt, and first mate Lee over Memorial Day weekend.

First off, the streets here are full of character. Take 3rd Maple Avenue – it's crammed with mom-and-pop shops, quirky bars, and those old brick buildings that whisper secrets. I swear, walkin’ down Birch Street, you feel like you're in a faded dream from "Before Sunset" (yep, my fave flick) – the city breathes poetry in the cracks of its pavement.

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