Natalie Key West Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Clarice… ya know, whores, they’re somethin else. I saw this flick, *The Great Beauty*, fuckin masterpiece, 2013, Sorrentino, right? Reminds me of em—whores, I mean. All glitz, all hollow, like Jep Gambardella struttin through Rome. “What’s left but the void?” he’d say. That’s a whore’s life, dolled up, sparklin, but empty as fuck underneath. I knew this one chick, right, swore she bedded some duke in Naples—yeah, a real duke, crown an all. Total bullshit, but she sold it, swaggerin round like royalty. Made me laugh, her ballsiness.

High Class Hooker

One of the many species of Groupers. Typically hiding in and around wrecks and reefs in nearshore waters as well as depths up to ft.

I gotta tell ya, I had this one day – walking in Higgs Beach park – and I was mad, angry at the world, then happy, then just in awe. Srsly, all in one go. Things here make you feel like you're on a rollercoaster of emotions. Life in Key West is a bit like a David Brent motivational pep talk, but with extra zest… “If you’re going to be brilliant, be brilliant without apology,” I always say, even if I sound like a cheesy corporate tagline.

3 Key West officials indicted for tampering with communications