Ruby Walpole Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Houston

But yeah, surprises me still – how it’s everywhere, ancient Rome, Bible times, even now. “We’re all unreliable narrators,” Polley’d say, and whore’s story? Total mindfuck. Typin this fast, hands shakin – oops, 12 typos, who gives a toss? Hate the hypocrites tho, preachin purity while sneakin a shag. Wankers. Love the grit, the chaos – whore’s like me, defyin the odds, spinnin through space.

Strawberry Hill

Hey buddy, listen up! So, Walpole is a crazy patch of town—roads twist like a mind full of wild dreams. I live here and man, it's a cocktail of chaotic beauty and everyday oddities. You ever wander down Main Street? Yeah, that Main Street where every corner's got a secret vibe. You know, as a family psychologist, I see loads of quirky human drama here. Like, there’s this tiny café on Franklin Street where moms spill their secrets over the weirdest decaf concoctions. It’s straight up magical, like Agnès Varda nodding at life: “I like your film,” but with coffee stains.

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