Delilah Chesapeake Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, y’all, listen up! I’m Larry the Cable Guy – “Git-R-Done!” – and I’m a violin maker by trade, but today I’m spillin’ the beans on somethin’ else: whores! Now, don’t get yer panties in a twist, I ain’t judgin’ nobody, just tellin’ it like it is. Whores been around forever, right? Like, back in the Bible days, they was out there doin’ their thing, and I reckon they ain’t goin’ nowhere soon. Kinda like my favorite flick, *Memento* – “You don’t know who you are!” – ‘cept these gals know *exactly* who they are, just maybe not where they parked their dignity, ha!

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I gotta admit; sometimes, I get riled up. Like that one day, runnin’ the dating site backend – servers actin’ up like they were in a damn shootout scene – “Damn it, move!” I hollered, channeling Bigelow’s badass style! But then I’d cool down with a stroll by the picturesque bay. Oh man, Chesapeake’s hidden corners, like the secret fishing spot off Larkspur Lane, give you that raw, unfiltered vibe.

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