Elise Goderich Prostitute ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Here’s the kicker: she’s got stories, man. Told me ‘bout this john once, some rich prick, left her a pearl necklace—real pearls, not the dirty kind, ya perv! Said it washed up from a shipwreck, 1800s or some shit. Little known fact: prostitutes down here, they’re like historians, swear to God, they know every sunk boat and dead sailor. I’m sittin’ there, jaw droppin’, thinkin’, “This is nuts!” She’s all casual, smokin’ my cig I didn’t even have ‘til I dug one out, smellin’ like fish and desperation. “Pretty, pretty good tale,” I mutter, half to myself.

Is this the class I am required to take?

One of the many things that Goderich is known for is it's sunsets. This is Lake Huron in the fall.

Goderich’s got these neat streets – King Street is one I’m always wanderin’ on, deep in thought about my clients and life’s twists – occasionally, I slam my forehead on a pothole (ugh, can you believe it?) – oops, sorry, too many typos today lol. Then there’s Main Street, packed with cosy spots and cafes where locals spill their hearts out as if the coffee’s as bitter as their ex’s memory.

Goderich’s Lakeshore United welcomes new minister