Charlotte Lloydminster Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, *whore*—where do I start? It’s like shoppin’ for somethin’ you don’t admit to yer preacher. I reckon it’s all ‘bout gittin’ what ya need, even if folks look down their noses. Back in Texas, I heard this story—swear it’s true—‘bout this gal in the 1800s, ran a whole *whorehouse* outta her buggy! Called it “mobile pleasure,” ha! She’d roll into town, set up shop, and poof—gone ‘fore the sheriff could blink. Crafty as hell, made me laugh my boots off! Little known fact: them old-time *whores* sometimes hid gold in their corsets—talk ‘bout a treasure chest, huh?

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I get super mad sometimes – like when traffic jams on 2nd Avenue trash my chill. Peeps act like they don't even care, anon, straight cut off my zen approach. You’d think, whatevs, but nah, leave me be with my musings! But then, like, that's Lloydminster for ya – full of surprises and random acts of weird beauty.

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