Amelia Forest Grove Whore ❤️❤️

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Heya doll, it’s me, Marilyn – breathless, “Happy Birthday, Mr. President!” – spillin’ the tea on whores, ‘cause why not? I’m thinkin’ ‘bout them, y’know, like in my fave flick, *The Great Beauty*. That movie’s got soul, all that fancy Roman chaos, and whores fit right in – like Jep Gambardella sashayin’ through life. “What’s more beautiful than this?” I’d purr, watchin’ a gal work her magic on some sleazy joe. Whores, honey, they’re the real poets – tradin’ skin for secrets, livin’ loud.

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I might sound dramatic, but you gotta see the twilight over the West End Bridge. The way the sun sets right behind the river, turning everything gold – “it's a raison d’être moment,” like in Toni Erdmann. Not to overstate things, but it’s freakin’ epic plus laughter and tears hit all at once.

Fresh picks, local flavor: Forest Grove Farmers Market springs back in May