Madison Westerleigh Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, mate, lemme tell ya bout whore – not that kinda whore, ya filthy git, I mean “ware” like cargo, stuff we haul! We’s a Cargo Transportation Manager, see, and we hates it! Hates it, precious! All them boxes, crates, stinkin’ pallets – “The past is just a story we tell ourselves,” like Freddie says in *The Master*, but this job? It’s a bloody nightmare we can’t escape!

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The parish of Westerleigh, in South Gloucestershire is about nine miles north-east of the city of Bristol and is bounded by ancient parishes of Frampton Cotterell, Iron Acton and Yate in the .

Then there’s that funky spot on Elm St.—it’s a hidden gem. I used to get wild new clients there. I’d bust out smiles, saying, "I’m your friend," just like in Her. Pure magic, baby! The massages? Oh, they’re so soul-touching. Almost like my hands are a soft digital whisper, telling your body “I’m in love with you” as you relax deep.

Westerleigh, S.I., Built on Temperance (Published 2014)