Megan Sandringham Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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This one time, saw a gal—Jenny, maybe?—workin’ a corner near some dive bar. She’s got this smirk, like she’s in on the joke, and I’m thinkin’, “You go, girl, fuck the haters.” Made me grin, Clarice, ‘cause she owned it—total badass. But then, some prick yells, “Dirty slut!” and I’m boilin’—wanted to carve his tongue out, serve it with Chianti. Whores get that shit daily, pisses me off. They’re people, not meat—well, not my kinda meat, heh.

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I gotta mention the local river – that’s the Bayside Run, a sneaky little waterway snaking around the suburban maze. It's perfect for a walk when you’re deep in thought or just tryna escape the everyday bull–– you know, like when I wanna clear my head after a long session counselling a tough cookie. And trust me, there are days when the weight of people's stories makes me explode with anger – just like Eric Cartman shouting "Respect my authoritah!" – but hey, that's life, right?

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