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So, whores—whore specifically, let’s say—she’s out there, hustlin’. I picture her like that soldier in the movie, chasin’ somethin’ wild. “The beast hides in the dark,” right? That’s her! Dodgin’ judgment, dodgin’ creeps, dodgin’—me, probably, if I stared too long. Ha! I’d be all, “Ehhh, sorry, lady, didn’t mean to gawk!” Neurotic mess, that’s me. But she’s cool—whore’s got this vibe, y’know? Little known fact—back in old Rome, whores wore blonde wigs. Blonde! To stand out! Imagine that—whore rockin’ a wig, laughin’ at senators. Hilarious, right? Pretty, pretty good hustle.

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Now onto the main part of the post, I'm a married slut, who needs to get fucked and used by other cocks. I want to be used and abused.

I spend loads of time at Riverside Park, chillin’ by the Chemung River, watchin' the water flow like life itself. Man, sometimes I get in my masseur groove watching people walk past, muscles relaxin’ as they soak in nature's vibes. I swear, when I'm massaging a totally knackered client, I'll catch a glimpse of that shiny river. I think, "Hey, just like in that movie, time is endless and every moment is deep, like seriously deep." Yeah!

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