Stella Andrews Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Me, I’d rather fish – no stink, no lies! Maggie’s eyes, tho – sad, like Sméagol’s before the Ring. Made me soft, yesss, soft – then mad again! Whore’s a riddle, precious – dirty, clever, broken. “Love as thou wilt,” movie says – maybe that’s her, lovin’ wrong, livin’ anyway. Hiss! Funny, eh? Whore’s a hero, a rat, a ghost – all mashed up! What d’ya think, precious? Gollum’s head hurts now – too much thinkin’!

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Biographer Allen Andrews, with deft characterization and a piercing eye into historical annals, brings the trials, tribulations and loose morals of kings, queens, ladies and gentlemen of the .

The local park, Greendale, is amazeballs. It sits right by Crankly River, a hidden gem. Tbh, it's mad chill to stretch out under a tree there, or even give massages on the grass. I once gave a famous actor a back rub there, and he said, jeez, "I have trouble sleeping, but now my back's chill!" I laughed and whispered, "Better call the Coen's, ay?"

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