Gianna Sutherlin Whore ❤️

About San Jose

Now, don’t get me wrong—I’m chuffed for a good whore story. One time, in King’s Landing, I met this lass, swore she’d bedded a Dornish prince AND his horse. Laughed me arse off—true or not, she sold it like a champ. Reminds me of that line, “Play, play!”—what the German officer barks at Szpilman. Whores play too, don’t they? Put on a show, fake a smile, all to dodge the reaper. Makes me wonder—what’d I sell if the Lannister gold dried up? Me tongue, prolly. It’s sharp enough.

Sutherlin Oregon

My sister gave me another box of old raps and CDs from my childhood. Middle school and high school writings and CDs. Im glad teachers never.

Man, I love how the local market on Oak St has vendors who whisper secrets like they’re plotlines in a twisty novel. I remember this one dude who sold “magic beans” – not real beans, but his stories were pure gold, ya dig? Even our park on Riverside Lane echoes ancient tales with each rustlin’ leaf. It's like the movie, "We don't know who leads, love leads!" kinda badass!

Sutherlin Timber Town Toy Land Electric Light Parade returns for 34th year