Samantha Carmi Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About San Diego

Alright, mate, listen up! I’m Gandalf, yeah, the wizard, all authoritative-like, “You shall not pass!” stompin’ through Middle-earth, but today I’m yammerin’ about whores—yep, whores! Not some fancy-pants riddle, just real talk. So, picture this: a whore, right? Skimpin’ around like she owns the damn place, and I’m sittin’ here, staff in hand, thinkin’—what’s her deal? Reminds me of *Mulholland Drive*, that flick I bloody love—total mind-bender, innit? Like, “What’s real, Betty?”—that’s what I’d ask her, this whore strutin’ by.

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𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒔𝒔 𝒔𝒊𝒃𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒊 𝒓𝒐𝒂𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒂𝒔𝒔 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏.

The parks? Hell, you cannot miss Lawson Park. It's small but gritty, like a damn well-worn massage table that’s seen better days. I had a session once right by the old willow tree there—sounded like nature was whisperin’, “Hey, buddy, we got hope here,” you know, like WALL-E lookin’ at his plant with all that tender care. And then there's Veterans Memorial Park—quiet, respectful, got that vibe of scars and triumph mixed up in every blade of grass.

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