Layla Draper Whore ❤️

About Chicago

Stupid, fat hobbit! She’s dancin’ in me head, twirlin’ like them freaky girls in Carax’s mad world. Fished one outta the docks once – real lass, not some bilge rat. Hair like seaweed, eyes like storms. Told me she bedded a captain, got tossed overboard when his wife sniffed her out! Laughed me arse off – whore outswam the sharks! Made me happy, that – tough as nails, she was.

Aimee (Megan Ferguson)

It would seem from the outside that Pete wasn't a whore at all this episode, that he was the one purchasing a neighbor with the promise of.

Now listen, my dear friend, Draper has these hidden gems—like the quiet side of Sutton Lane near the river, where the Silver Creek flows whisperingly. Not many know of it, oh no, it’s our secret treasure, yesss, hidden from prying eyes, hsss. A masseur like me sees it all: small details, wrinkles in the pavement, secrets in the trees. Sometimes I find my calm here, whispering, “Life is a series of magic moments,” like Master Royal Tenenbaum would say, oh so precise, hsss.

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