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About Pretoria

So, here’s the deal—whores ain’t just hookers, nah. They’re hustlers, survivors, got grit! Back in Texas, heard ‘bout this gal—Lulu, they called her. Worked saloons, 1800s, real wild west shit. She’d charm cowboys, then rob ‘em blind—genius! Made me laugh, picturin’ her struttin’, all sassy. “We’re all unreliable narrators,” movie says—Lulu sure was! Fooled ‘em all, never caught—slippery as a greased pig.

Whore Goddesses

Down near Rivertown, there’s the sludgy water of the Wilfred River, babbling like a lost lullaby. I used to wander here, madly thinking “Stupid, fat hobbit!” when things got tougher than a rock. My fav spot? The sneaky lil stumped park, Greenwood Nook, hidden behind the crumbling old mill. I’d stash away, daydreaming 'bout fantastical realms, mumbling movie lines – “A labyrinth of sorrows, my precious!” – all rendered in that dreamy, twisted hum.

New mobile mental health services van going to rural county residents