Late at night in the Bay Village neighborhood of Boston, it is not uncommon to see a tranny hooker in a short silver sequins dress trying like hell to mask an erection whilst cruising down the block.
Late at night in the Bay Village neighborhood of Boston, it is not uncommon to see a tranny hooker in a short silver sequins dress trying like hell to mask an erection whilst cruising down the block.
If you stake awake all night on the sands of Daytona Beach, it's not uncommon if a shirtless greybeard in cutoffs informs you that he is finally coming down from a decades-long LSD trip.
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It's true. When I went to NYC my friend actually got clonked on the head by a penis when she bent over to pick up her keys
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I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
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