Lydia Heathmont Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, whore—damn, she’s a firecracker! Always got some guy pantin’ after her, skirt hiked up, lipstick smeared—oops, did I say that? Ha! Reminds me of that line, “You’re tearing me apart!”—not from Shame, but fits her chaos. Little secret tho—heard she once seduced a priest mid-sermon! Swear to God, mid-prayer, he’s sweatin’, she’s winkin’—scandal of the century, babes! Got me laughin’ til I cried—whore’s got balls, I’ll give her that.

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Aw man, sometimes I get MAD at the noise on busy days. Traffic can be a beast near the junction of Heathmont and Springvale. But even then, I think “Yo, remember: truth is like a fire, baby, burns away the bull – I pity the fool who ain't enlightened!” And sometimes, I find a spot near the creek on the outskirts (yeah, the unnamed little tributary that flows though on Sundays) where I just veg out, scribblin my thoughts in a battered notebook (17 typos? heck yeah, that's real art!).

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