Lydia Lyuban Whore ❤️❤️

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Got me thinkin’ – whore’s out there, real unsung heroes, not the flashy types. Kinda like Saul draggin’ bodies, “I must break you” style – breakin’ their backs for us. Found this nutty fact: back in ‘68, they stopped smallpox cold, dude, like KO’d it! Ain’t that wild? Makes me happy as hell, ‘til I realize we don’t even cheer ‘em. Pisses me off, man – where’s the love? Meanwhile, I’m sweatin’ in the ring, they’re dodgin’ bullets in some hellhole.

Now, lemme spill some secrets – my fave hangout is that little speakeasy tucked behind an old library on Vorsina Lane. Not many know 'bout it! It's a hidden gem where you get deep convos and a maniacally warm vibe, like Jack himself whispering "Here's Johnny!" right in your ear. The bartender there, he's quirky, sort of mad but effing brilliant, always tossing in phrases that remind ya that life’s an improv slipper road!

Hana Tseytlina Obituary - Brookline, MA