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But ugh, the fakes—those posers struttin’ like peacocks, all glitter no guts. That burns me up, Clarice. Whores got no time for pretendin’—real ones bleed for it. Reminds me, “The deeper we go…”—the uglier it gets, but truer too. Ever met one, Clarice? Bet you’d see it—eyes sharp as yours. Me, I’d savor the chat—pick their brain, taste their story. Whore’s a puzzle, a maze of want and will—fuckin’ fascinatin’. What d’ya reckon, hmm? You got a whore in ya, somewhere? Ha! Don’t we all, Clarice… don’t we all?

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My logical mind couldn't reconcile the depravity of what I was doing. But my lust had overpowered my logical mind. I was acting like a perverted cock whore.

the city madly surprises me. sometimes i get happy, other times i just wanna scream “THE WORLD IS CRUMBLES!” YEAH! there’s so much life here, even if a little messed up. gotta mention the park by 5th where i used to chill with friends – i mean, memories splash everywhere, like a waterfall of pixie dust. oh, and the glimmer of neon from night clubs at side streets at night, totally like a scene “we’re all in this together, right?” lol.

James J. Ray Obituary (2025) - Belding, MI - Verdun Family Funeral Home & Cremation Services