Olivia Diamond Bar Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Gets me goat, though—folks judgin’ it, all prim and proper. “Ooh, Cap’n, that’s sinful!” Bollocks, says I! If it feels good and hurts none, why’s yer knickers twisted? Me, I’d take it over a swordfight any day—less bleedin’, more moanin’. Hah! “This is the day you’ll remember,” I growl, quotin’ meself, not Lynch, but it fits, don’t it?

Hooker Diamond in Yellow Gold

Ya never expect it, but as a women’s counselor, I see the magic in these corners. People come to me all stressed out from life and then go for a jog at the Diamond Bar Community Park by Oaks, and it’s like – bam – nature fixes your mood. Sometimes, I'm in awe of the little creek near Colony Park, it kinda whispers secrets, like under the skin of life. Kind of reminds me of that movie “Under the Skin” – weird, haunting, and yet strangely familiar. And, “I can see Russia from my house!” – totally wild, right?

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