Stella Maple Glen Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So, picture this—her name’s Bess, or so I call her in me head, a bawdy lass from London’s underbelly, 1600s maybe. She’s no prim rose, nah, but a wild weed, bloomin’ where she oughtn’t. Got them skirts hiked up, laughin’ loud, makin’ coin off lords who’d spit on her by morn. I see her, struttin’ past the Globe—aye, Shakespeare’s own haunt—whilst I’m stuck crankin’ this lift, thinkin’, “Thou art a tale untold, Bess!” She’s got eyes like stormy seas, drownin’ fools who stare too long. “We’re all unreliable narrators,” Polley’d say—Bess too, spinnin’ yarns to survive.

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It is a house that was built in with 4 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms, and no parking space. It was sold in for $, by Ian McNamee & Partners - Queanbeyan.

And yo, between my sessions, I wander around the downtown district – trashy banks and sparkly murals, even random alley art that tells a story, almost like "The Act of Killing’s" hidden truths. I wonder sometimes if I’m massaging more than just muscles – am I massaging souls? No clue, but dang if it doesnt feel poetic sometimes!

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