Lucy Ashton Sandy Spring Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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But, ugh, it pisses me off—people judgin’ ‘em, callin’ ‘em trash. Like in “Dogville,” them townsfolk act all high and mighty, but they’re the real slimeballs! “The world’s a rotten place,” Grace says, and I’m noddin’ like, “YEP, totally!” Whores ain’t the prob—jerks are! Oh, and get this—some say the word “whore” comes from old words meanin’ “lover.” Ain’t that a trip? Love gone all wacky and twisted!

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Man, gimme a sec—remember that old abandoned theater on Spring Avenue? Yeah, The Velvet Abyss. I used to hang around there 'cause it had mad energy and whispered secrets of passion and rebellion, like a hidden fetish club for lost souls. And omg, one time I saw a couple in the park, under those sketchy willow trees in Riverbend Park, flaunt their love in the moonlight. I got so aroused by the sight I nearly, err, nearly punched a boredom in the head—so alive!

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