Lydia Seabrook Whore ❤️

About New York City

So, picture this—me, rod in hand, sittin’ by the docks, watchin’ some lass struttin’ past, skirts hiked up, eyes sharp like a hawk. Whores, they’re everywhere, right? Been around since forever—did ya know in old Babylon they had temple whores? Sacred stuff, bonkin’ for the gods! Wild, eh? Makes me chuckle, “How weak men are,” like Grace says in “Dogville.” Weak, horny bastards, fallin’ over themselves for a quick tumble.

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I remember one time, after a wild night of insightful conversations and belly laughs, I found meself lost on the winding back alleys of Harbor Lane. I was mutterin’ “25th Hour, mate, it’s all a goddamn gamble!” and realized that every wrong turn led to a new thrill or unexpected lesson about love. Savvy?

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