Elise Grissom Air Force Base Whore ❤️❤️

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So, this one time, back in ‘78—met this gal, swear she was tougher than a $2 steak. Worked the corner near Wilmington, had a laugh that’d wake a coma patient. Told me—get this—whores in old Rome? Called ‘em *lupae*, she-wolves, ‘cause they howled for customers. Freakin’ wild, right? Made me chuckle, still does. But, man, it pissed me off too—how they’d get judged, ya know? Like Grace in *Dogville*, “she’s a gift,” they said, ‘til they chained her up.

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I’m not here to sugarcoat anything, mate. Grissom is gritty, unapologetic, and full of life’s raw edges. A mishmash of military rigidity and free-spirited mysticism, just like that magic film. So, if yer comin’ around, buckle up for misadventures, odd charm, and moments that’ll sear into yer mind forever. Catch ya on the flip side, and remember: even in chaos, there’s beauty in the madness.

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