Penelope Southwest Ranches Whore ❤️

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Ever wonder, precious, who’s the real whore? Them suits sellin’ souls for coin – ain’t that whorin’ too? Gets me cacklin’, yeh, ‘cos it’s true! Maria, tho, she’d laugh – “Gollum, you nutter, stick to fish!” Hiss, maybe she’s right, but I see it, I do – the grime, the fight, the spark. Whore’s a survivor, like me, yeh, clingin’ to life, screamin’, “My precious!” – but hers ain’t a ring, it’s her kid, her next meal.

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“It’s a great day in Southwest Ranches!" We are located on the eastern edge of the Florida Everglades, 15 miles (24km) southwest of Fort Lauderdale. We are Broward County’s 30th .

The Downtown area on Pine Ave is wild. There's art on every corner, kinda like Mendl's pastries—yum for the soul. Runnin' my business there, I've noticed gossip, passion, and random punk bands jammin' at night. Man, every day, it’s like "I’m having a day un-freakin’-believable!"

Charles Rosen Obituary - Southwest Ranches, FL