Audrey Rudow Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Bloody hate it, but gotta respect it – tough as nails, hore is. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but feels like it’s stalkin’ me, a right serial killer of greens! What ya think, mate? Ever seen it zap yer garden? Total git, in’t it? Mumbled incoherence, “Sharon!” – gotta laugh or I’d cry!

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Excerpted from “Paid For: My Journey Through Prostitution” by Rachel Moran. Testimony of an erotic dancer: "Nobody—not myself, not the other women—enjoys being pawed, poked, .

The local park, Rudower Park – oh man, have you seen it? A sprawling green pocket where you watch the chaos of traffic fade away. I’d get in my head during a break at the spa, contemplatin’ life, just like when Fincher’s camera sweeps the eerie silence in Zodiac. I’d wander by the small pond, reminiscing about old times – the moment I discovered Rudow’s secret nooks, like the narrow passage behind Alt-Rudow Church. Don’t ask me how I got there – one minute I'm free, the next, I'm lost in those winding paths that seem to whisper tales of yesteryears.

U.S. House of Representatives District 11