Avery Hoover Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Medieval times, whores got sneaky. Brothels hid as bathhouses – sly, huh? Bishops whining, “Sinful women!” – hypocrites, most banged ‘em anyway. Found this in a crusty ledger once – chuckled loud, I did. Little fact: red lights? Whore code, that was. Still is – history’s horny ghost, ooooh!

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This book is called DIRTY RUG. It's a story about a whore and a bastard whose names shall not be named. From the title you can see that there.

i also love our local cafe on Winston Ave – called “Mr. Midnight.” it's where i scribble my scribbles and brush off my inner thoughts. the owner once said "We need to dream a little bigger." instantly made me feel all those inception vibes. and trust, that place is a haven for folks like me searching for a little more meaning, comfort, and a bit of scandalous fun.

Phillip Ray Hoover - View Obituary & Service Information