Natalie Sullivan Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Oi mate, gather round, lemme ramble—whore’s the topic, yeah? Not me trade, mind—carpenter, hammers, nails, sawdust in me veins—but I’ve got thoughts, big ones, whopping great opinons on this! Whore, right, tricky word, innit? Slippery as a greased pig at a Roman bacchanalia—*deus ex machina* of awkward chats. Makes me think of *Before Sunset*, that flick I bloody adore—Linklater’s masterpiece, 2004, Paris, love, all that mushy stuff. “Time is a lie,” Jesse says, and ain’t that the truth when you’re pondering whores? Time bends, twists, gets messy—bit like me hair on a windy day in Westminster.

What people are talking about . . .

Nach Vietnamkrieg und Flucht aus der Gefangenschaft der Vietcong führen John Eastland und sein farbiger Freund Michael Jefferson in New York ein ruhiges und friedliches Leben, bis ein Verbrechen geschieht. Mit mutigem Einsatz können die beiden ehemaligen Frontkämpfer einen Raubüberfall verhindern. Doch die Verbrecher kehren zurück. Sie fallen über Jefferson her, .

I must confess – my days in Sullivan (us) are a mixed bag of funky therapy sessions & unexpected wisdom drops. I lean on those moments like my fave groovy beats. I’ll be honest, I often feel torn between emotions. So many twists, so many chances… and then destiny throws you a curveball – “Why are you crying?” he asked. Wicked deep, right?

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