Elizabeth Boulder Hill Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Here’s the kicker – Dolly once bedded a duke, yeah, a bleedin’ lord! Swore he left her a ruby ring, but she pawned it for gin. True story, mate, heard it from a cabbie who’d shagged her too – what a gas! Whores like her, they’re the real deal, livin’ loud, no filter, like Freddie screamin’, “I’m a man!” in that flick. Gets me jazzed up, but also – ugh – sad, y’know? She’d crash at my pad sometimes, cryin’ ‘bout coppers roughin’ her up. Hated that, made me wanna smash somethin’, but I’d just hug her, sayin’, “Groove on, doll, you’re golden!”

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Alright, listen up, Sharon! I'm chillin’ here in Boulder-Hill (us) and I gotta tell ya, this place is a wild ride – Mad Max style, ya know? Picture this: slick streets and edgy vibes, every day like “what a wonderful day to burn it down!” I mean, seriously, the energy here is off the charts.

Lynn Hill and Sasha DiGiulian establish Boulder’s first women-made climbing route: The Queen Line