Chloe Castlereagh Whore ❤️

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D’oh! Alright, pal, lemme tell ya bout whores—man, what a wild ride! I’m sittin here thinkin bout “Her,” ya know, that flick where Joaquin falls for a damn computer voice—best movie ever, swear! “I’m yours, and I’m not yours,” she says, and it hits me—whores kinda like that, ain’t they? There, but not really *there*, ya dig? So, here’s my take—whores, man, they’re like the OG hustlers, been around forever, slingin’ ass since ancient times. Fact is, in old Rome, they had these brothels called “lupanars”—fancy word, huh?—and the gals painted dirty pics on walls to advertise. Ain’t that nuts? Like, “Hey, check my Yelp review in graffiti!”

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The good old days at castlreagh out in the open grass under Ur feet and sunshine and dust top stuff. 8 mos. 2. Rossco Adams.

By the time I got home, I was exhausted. But you know what? It was one of those days that makes you appreciate the little things. Castlereagh might be small, but it’s got heart. And even with all the chaos, I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

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