Ellie Starke Whore ❤️

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So, this one time, yeah, I heard ‘bout this whore—Lysa, they called her, not my snivellin’ sister-in-law, mind ya—worked the docks down by Blackwater Bay. Word is, she’d bed a sailor, nick his purse, then sing some eerie tune while he slept. Proper mad, that one! Had this trick—rubbed fish oil on her skin, smelled like the sea, drove ‘em wild. Little known bit, that—fish oil! Who’d thunk it? Made me laugh, actual cackle, ‘til I choked on me drink. Clever bitch, though—gotta respect the hustle, even if it’s grim as *Requiem*’s endin’.

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“STOP WASTING TIME WHORE, start fucking NOW!” Joffrey said angrily, frustrated with his latest slut. SPANK! SPANK SLAP! SLAP! SMACK! Joffrey.

Man, so much has shaped my view here, from wayward street parties to late-night talks with folks who’d never met before. Every bruise and massage stroke tells a story. It's raw, it's real. And now you’re here to soak it all in.

Dr. and Mrs. Walter Fritz Donate Land to Starke County Park Department for Public Kayak Launch