Nora Conneaut Whore ❤️❤️

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But gods, they piss me off too! Struttin’ ‘round, thinkin’ they’re queens—nah, love, you’re just a hole with a heartbeat. One dared wink at Jaime once—my Jaime! Nearly had her eyes gouged out, I swear. “I choose violence,” I hissed, and she bolted faster than Tyrion downin’ ale. Happy days, that—seein’ ‘em squirm. Still, s’pose they’ve got guts, don’t they? Takes stones to sell yerself when the world’s kickin’ ya down. Like that junkie lass in the movie, what’s her name—Marion? “We’re gonna be alright!” she says, all teary. Bollocks, they ain’t, and neither are these whores.

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Now for some photo's of the rest of the park. Here's the kiddie credit I didn't whore myself out on today. www.facebook.com

Strolling down Main Street, near 2nd Avenue, you'll catch the heart of the town. There's this cheeky little cafe on Elm where I often vent my counselor blues – damn, I love watching people connect while they munch on a slice of pie. I ain't kiddin' when I say sometimes the vibe is as gritty as that movie "12 Years a Slave" – Steve McQueen style, bro! "I have forgotten something." I swear, that hit me hard, y'know?

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