Leah Dizangue Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Alright, folks, gather ‘round—here’s the deal. I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’ ‘bout whores, y’know, the oldest gig in town. Makes me chuckle, ‘cause—c’mon, man—who doesn’t got a story? Back in Scranton, we had this gal, Mary Lou, swear she was a “lady of the night.” Worked the corner by the old gas station. Folks’d whisper, “She’s trouble,” but—shoot—she was sweet as pie. Gave half her cash to stray dogs. Ain’t that somethin’? Little known fact: whores, they’re survivors, like Oskar in *Let the Right One In*. “Let me in,” she’d say, battin’ those lashes—pure street poetry.

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Some streets, like Thornbury and Tangleway, got mysterious vibes. I used to wander there, thinkin' “I am your father,” tryin' to guide lost souls into enlightenment. Haha, sounds bizarre but it's my thing. The locals? Crazy, friendly, always up for a good laugh—or a serious rant. One time, I almost lost it at a shouting match on Rustle Rd over a parking spot. Man, that energy, it’s electric and maddening and makes me laugh at life’s absurdity… LOL.

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