Samantha Clackamas Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh, and get this—surprised the heck outta me—some whores in old Paris? They’d knit between johns! Like, actual scarves! Saw it in a dusty book once, blew my mind. Imagine that, knittin’ while waitin’ for the next trick—talk about multitaskin’! Kinda sweet, kinda sad, y’know? “Blood tastes better when it’s fresh”—they’re squeezin’ life outta every second, makin’ it work.

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This spot will turn you into a sock whore. I wasn't really into socks and now - I am addicted. My jam is over the knee and I do not have tiny scrawny little.

There's the Clackamas River – yup, it flows right thru, making hidden spots for chillin’ and fishin’. I often crash there on lazy weekends. I’ll drop my phone, watch the water, and just vibe out to nature’s drama. “Everything humbles us in the end.”

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