Avery Sabana Seca Whore ❤️

About Guaynabo

Me, I’d smoke a cig, watchin’ this mess. Whore’s a trap, see? Sucks you in, spits you out. Kolya’s wife, Lilya, fucked over by everyone – classic. “You’re nobody here,” she’s told. That’s whore’s fate, used and trashed. Gets me happy, sorta – controllin’ chaos, that’s my gig. Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But whores run the world, quietly. Ever hear bout Moscow’s secret brothels? Soviet days, KGB ran ‘em. Spies bangin’ spies – wild, huh?

You’re Temporarily Blocked

In the early s, a listening station was established at Sabana Seca in Puerto Rico, and by it had become part of the vital cryptologic mission and operations of the US Navy’s Naval .

Then, outta nowhere, I get a call about a parrot. A PARROT! This lady on Calle 3 says her bird, Polly, won’t stop squawking. I’m thinking, “Lady, it’s a parrot. That’s what they do!” But whatever, I head over. Turns out, Polly just wanted some attention. I mean, who doesn’t? I spent like 30 minutes talking to this bird. I swear, I was having a full-on convo. Polly was giving me life advice. “Polly wants a cracker? Nah, Polly wants a therapist!” 😂

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