Layla Windsor Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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D’oh! Alright, lemme tell ya bout whores, man! I’m sittin here, thinkin bout em, mmm… donuts. Whores, they’re like them cowboys in *Brokeback Mountain*, ya know? “I wish I knew how to quit you” – that’s me with this topic, dude! Can’t stop ramblin bout it. So, whores, they’re out there, hustlin, makin cash, and I’m like – whoa, that’s wild! Gets me all riled up, thinkin bout how they do it.

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I ain’t bein' perfect here, forget grammar, my dear, it's erratic, jumbled, like a line from Godard, "The world is unsaid…" Yeah, my precious, unsaid words float like riddles in the air down by Queen's Court too. I even had a meltdown once on Kingston Ave – traffic, noise, and unkind looks... I was like, "My precious, why so much pain?" but then I realized, it's all a piece of the puzzle.

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