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About Los Angeles

Favorite flick, *Stories We Tell*, digs secrets—whore’s got plenty, yo! Ever think how they survive? Guts, pure guts—surprised me, that grit. Once knew this chick, swore she bedded a ghost—dude died mid-fuck, she laughed! “Truth is slippery,” Polley’d say—whore’s truth slipperiest, ha! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but whores live loud, wild, messy—like sap spillin’ from a split trunk.

American Whore

Alice Clayton — 'I moaned like a whore in www.facebook.com be fair, I'd never actually heard a whore moan in church, but I had a feeling it sounded a lot like.

The river? The Meramec flows by with a lazy drip, soothing like a well-executed algorithm but sometimes totally unpredictable. I spent an afternoon by the river, giving a free “massage of the mind” (spiritually speaking) and felt like a satellite performing orbital corrections – pure bliss mixed with dry humor, I mean, how random is that?

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