Valentina Groton Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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What pisses me off tho—people judgin’. Callin’ ‘em dirty, like, ugh, shut up! They’re out there grindin’, survivin’. Takes guts. Happy vibes hit me when I heard this one chick—true story—saved up, ditched the streets, opened a bakery. A freakin’ *bakery*! “Taste this, it’s perfection!”—straight outta *Ratatouille*, I swear. Made me grin like an idiot. Surprised? Oh yeah—didja know some ancient prostitutes were temple priestesses? Sex was sacred—how’s *that* for a plot twist?

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So, as a sexologist, I always spot details, ya know? The little secret nooks of the old town that hide whispers of passion (or just old gossip, lol!). I love that neighborhood near Waterford Street. There’s dis hidden spot behind the Groton Public Library—real intimate vibes kinda place—so secret you almost need a wink, like “Mad Max: Fury Road, baby!” (Remember that line: “Oh, what a day!” yeah, like that).

Police seek help as to identify remains found in Groton