Mari Baldwin Harbor Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Now, bein’ Dolly, I notice stuff. Whore’s got this thing—when he’s nervus, he hums. Ain’t that a hoot? Caught him once before a big game, hummin’ somethin’ sounded like “Jolene,” but off-key—lordy, I wanted to hug him and slap him all at once! Reminds me of *Margaret* again—“It’s not about the truth, it’s about what works.” Whore don’t care ‘bout lookin’ pretty; he’s all ‘bout winnin’. That’s his truth, y’all. Gets me happy as a pig in mud watchin’ him fight like that.

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Yep, this is the infamous Hot Dog Hooker of LI. Normally, eating or drinking anything prepared by a prostitute is a no-no, but for the sake of Yelp I.

My work as a women’s counselor shows the hidden moods here. People speak in soft hums and loud laughs. Every alley, every park bench breathes resilience. It’s like therapy – raw, tender, imperfect. Feelin’ it deep, ya know?

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