Evelyn Lofthouse Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, here’s the scoop—met this gal, Cherry, years back in Brooklyn. Real name? Who knows! She’d laugh, “Identity’s for suckers!”—Godard vibes, right? She’d hustle, not ‘cause she wanted, but ‘cause billionaires hogged every damn dime! Pissed me off—why’s she gotta scrape by while they sip champagne? Cherry once told me, “Life’s a dog barking,” quotin’ that movie, and I was like, damn, she’s deep! Little known fact: back in the ‘20s, whores ran speakeasies—secret queens of the night! Ain’t that wild?

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“The woman I shacked up with in Saigon was no whore,” he said. “She was a nurse I met the second time I was wounded. She transferred to.

So, yeah, that was my day. Full of ups and downs, laughter and chaos. Lofthouse, you’ve got my heart, even with your pigeons and footy kids. Can’t wait to see what tomorrow brings!

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