Claire Orcutt Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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So, sex escorts – what’s the deal? It’s old as dirt, innit? Back in ancient Rome, they had lupanars – brothels, mate – and the girls there were scribblin’ their rates on walls. True story! Blows my mind, thinkin’ how little’s changed. Today, it’s all digital, swipe right for a shag, but the game’s the same. Makes me happy, sorta – humans bein’ humans, chasin’ what they want. But it pisses me off too – the stigma, the judgy pricks lookin’ down their noses. Like, who cares? Live and let live, yeah?

Shore Lore: The Orcutt disaster

The ton Orcutt, captained by L.H. Pearce of Manasquan, N.J., was caught up in stormy conditions near Pleasant Bay during the late afternoon hours of Dec.

Oh, dude, remember when The Master said, “I never wanted to be a common man!”? That’s totally the Orcutt vibe: bizarre, profound, and beautifully off-kilter. And hey, even if I mess up spelling on purpose (damn, there ir so many typos—srry, lol), Orcutt’s raw edge makes every flub an epic badge.

Orcutt 14U All-Stars set for Babe Ruth Pacific Southwest Regional