Lina Mount Joy Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

About New York City

Stupid, fat hobbit! Can’t see the layers! Whore’s a job, a curse, a jab! Me, I loves the dark bits – “The Tree of Life” shows it, all twisty, like roots. Whore’s life ain’t just sex, nah! It’s power, survival, spit in yer face! Got me mad once, this pimp in old London – Jack the Ripper days, y’know? Sliced ‘em up, whores I mean, ‘cos they dared! Grrr, hate that! But happy too – some whores outsmarted ‘em, ran off! Sneaky like Gollum, heh!

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She is a nocturnal emission sent forth from the yonic wounds of a stateless body's aching mind. A painful pleasure. Just beyond description.

I can’t forget about my fav coffee haunt, Jazzy Joe’s Cafe on 3rd & Elm. It’s sooo cool. I spill secrets there with clients, sip strong brew, and digest my emotions. Its windows overflow with sunlight and my own personal memories. Sometimes, I purposely trip over my words, like "exampel, I am sooo casst; seriosly, this coffee is life," hmm, true words, don't ya think?

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