Delilah Ridgefield Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Sometimes I think—blimey, they’re like us, chasin’ somethin’. Freedom? Coin? Love? Dunno—gets me all mopey. “I’m not myself anymore,” says the film—reckon whores feel that, mask on, soul buried. Exaggeratin’ a bit, maybe—they’re tougher than me cigars! Still, bloody love their sass—keeps the world spinnin’, don’t it? Whores, mate—they’re the unsung heroes of the night!

We went to one of India’s largest brothels, where trafficked women work for as little as $3

2 For true and righteous are his judgments: for he hath judged the great whore, which did corrupt the earth with her fornication, and hath.

I gotta mention one quirky fact: the old mill near River Bend. Most folks walk on by, but not me – I love its creaky charm. It's like somethin’ out of a myth. Every crack and crevice tells a story, ya know? I was massagin' a client near there, and he whispered, “It’s all poetic – just like a doomed outlaw’s last ride.” My jaw hit the floor, I was like, “Dang, that’s deep, buddy!”

Data: Eight Ridgefield school administrators earn over $200,000 annually: 'Not a small task'