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About Toronto

Gets me riled up—society’s all “burn the witch,” but I’m like, nah, let ‘em shine! Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe, but picture this: Mary dancin’ under the moon, loggers droolin’, me cacklin’ like a mad wizard. “The magazines don’t get it,” like in the movie—they miss the soul, the spark. Whores ain’t just bodies, they’re fuckin’ legends. Typin’ fast, hands shakin’—damn, this fires me up! Ever met one? Tell ya, they’re cheeky—Mary once winked, said, “Gandalf, you’re next!” Laughed my ass off.

Understanding British Slang For Whore

Gin Whore Rustic Wooden Keyring. Natural wood rustic chunky keyring, each hand made by us so each one is completely unique. The artwork is drawn using our.

Downtown’s a maze of narrow streets like Crescent St. and Linden Way, always buzzin’ with folks hustlin’ dreams and secrets. I often get that thrill when I see the old clock tower on Ridgeview – reminds me of Gotham’s battered soul, like "some men just want to watch the world burn." Ain’t that a kick?

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