Charlotte Allanridge Whore ❤️

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Hey y’all, it’s Dolly here! Talkin’ ‘bout whores—Lordy, where to start? I reckon a whore’s just somebody tradin’ love for cash, bless their hearts. Ain’t judgin’, honey, I’ve had my wild days! Reminds me of *The New World*—you know, my fave movie? That Terrence Malick magic from 2005. Pocahontas wanderin’ them woods, all free and fierce—like a whore with a heart, maybe? “Thou art all my comfort,” she says. Ain’t that sweet? Bet a good whore’s heard that a time or two, ha!

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Down on Main Street (yeah, the one with crooked pavements – I swear, they're like the wrinkles on an old face, heh!) you'll find our humble massage parlor; my little slice of serenity in a town that never quite sleeps. Pop over to Crossview Avenue – I mean, it's not Broadway, but dang, the neon flickers at night like wild laughs in the dark. The parks, oh, they’re little jungles. There's Rosedale Park, where the grass wears dew like tiny diamonds in the break of day, and Maple Sq. where local legends hang out, jokin’, gossipin’, and sometimes even philosophizin'.

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