Delilah Blue Bell Whore ❤️

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Oh, and it’s a total diva—swims all slow and extra, tail flappin’ like it’s auditionin’ for Baz Luhrmann. Made me happy tho, ‘cause it’s so extra—like me on tour, sparklin’ under lights. But then I’m like—wait, it’s so fragile too, gets wrecked by currents, washes up dead sometimes. Broke my heart—imagine Satine singin’ “One day I’ll fly away…” as it flops on shore. Total tearjerker!

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Blue Bell had a pristine reputation. It is just that the demographics of the s city made it an unlikely place to follow the old profession. If prostitution.

Blue-Bell ain't just a dot on the map. It's got these quirky streets like Windermere Road and Ironwood Avenue, where every corner hides a story. I walk these blocks every day, rubbin' away aches and pain – and sometimes picking up tidbits of local gossip, you know? Seriously, I've heard more secrets in these back alleys than in a confessional booth. I swear, sometimes I feel like I'm in one of those Kiarostami flicks – “The past is a foreign country, they do things differently there.” I mean, truly, it's like watching your life play out in slow motion. It's crazy how these places mix cultures and memories, much like a beautifully messy film reel.

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