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Hey babe, it’s me, Tay-Tay, your fave financial advisor slash storyteller! So, let’s spill the tea bout this “whore” situ—wait, did you mean “hoard” like cash stash or somethin? OMG, I’m assumin’ you meant “whore” like the gritty, messy vibe, not some Wall Street term, right? Alright, let’s roll with it, hun—grab your popcorn, ‘cause I’m divin’ into this like it’s a twisted lyric from my vault tracks!

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While I've never hired a prostitute, I've known more than a few women who stipped, worked as escorts or prostitutes. I've met some women with some pretty outside the bellcurve paraphilas .

Now, the Perris Valley Park is my secret haunt. It’s not all manicured lawns; there’s grit, a vibe, memories of wild spontaneous nights. Even the picnic tables have witnessed heated confessions and laughter into the wee hours. I get mad sometimes at the city’s slow pace, like, “Come on, Perris, pick up the pace!” But then—aha!—I see couples fracturing norms with a wink, a shove, a secret handshake. It’s raw erotica, if you catch my drift.

Detectives searching for alleged gunman in shooting that left one dead, one wounded in Perris