Brianna Scottburgh Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Now, *The Return* vibes – “Where’ve you been?” That line hits hard. Whores prolly hear that from every damn body. Where you at? Why you doin’ this? Pisses me off – let ‘em live! Ain’t nobody’s business. Mr. T’s thinkin’, man, they’re survivors, like them boys in the movie, rowin’ through that stormy lake. Life’s a mess, and they’re paddlin’ anyway. Fun fact: in old Russia, whores got taxed – called “yellow tickets.” Government’s like, “Pay up, babe!” Greedy bastards.

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Now, community spaces are where I spend most time. I keep checkin on Lower Park, near Riverside Bend. Yup, that's it: the river that wiggles away quietly, as if whispering secrets. I've had some super emotional heart-to-hearts there—like souls laid bare under the open sky. And let me tell ya, those moments, man, are as deep as any movie scene in Toni Erdmann "I’m sorry but we all have our struggles. That's life!" My heart just, like, leaps out, mid-counseling session sometimes, you know?

A 10-year-old girl saved younger child at Scottburgh hotel