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Tracy Maura enjoyed splashing around after a hot afternoon in Phoenix. This girl had a great time shooting until she accidentally sent the GPS location to her jealous boyfriend. Way worse than a butt dial. Luckily, Mr. Insecure was out of town.
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This is part one of our finale with Sara and Brandy. These two give us a candid glimpse into their close friendship. The friends that I would smoke with in college were never this close. We never partook in any naked tickle fights nor showed each other our pubic hair. I kinda wish we had such intimacy. Or at least they could have let me do that with their girlfriends. What a selfish bunch we were. I will upload part two tomorrow.
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Although I am bummed that I have to cancel my visit to the Middle East, Airbnbs in Gaza City cost an arm and a leg, literally, I find some consolation in this new set from our contributor Dante. The beauty of Alissa Foxy is remarkable. So much so, it temporarily distracts from the reality that we are living in the midst of a modern world war. I have come to terms with this. It's fine. Everything is fine. I have the Zishy bunker ready. The underground studio was finished last week. We ain't going nowhere.
"Our contributor in Colombia has this friend that is super photogenic but was dating this really jealous dickhead who would never share his gf with the internet. Vicky, the contributor, was able to capture these a while back, but had agreed not to use them until Maya's toxic relationship was over. Looks like we are in the clear now. Juan, find someone else to terrorize ... or grow up. My vote is for the latter. Part 2 very soon."
There's probably a few of you out there reading this who are real sickoes. Maybe one of you even has a half-starved person, most likely a girl, locked up in your basement. You probably are thinking of your next 'experiment' for her this weekend. How much antifreeze can a human consume before total system shutdown? Well, I'm not gonna judge you, but I think you should give it up. I know dark shit is fun at first, but all it will eventually bring you is pure stress. And stress is the leading cause of major illness. We must avoid it like rabies. Treat yourself better. You deserve it. -Dr. Drew
"The notion that Italian women are universally beautiful, while often celebrated, can also perpetuate unfair and unrealistic standards. This stereotype places undue pressure on Italian women to meet an idealized image, which can be both mentally and emotionally taxing. Furthermore, it dismisses the diversity and individuality of beauty, reducing Italian women to a narrow and superficial ideal. Emphasizing beauty in this way fosters envy and resentment among those who feel they do not fit these standards, contributing to a broader culture of insecurity and inequality. Just the same, there really is something about Italian women. My apologies."
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"Roselina Andee is back and shows us some of the things she is into. Video games, toys, annoying pets, meh. But weapons, I can get behind that. I also like that she is willing to hang off the edge of a building for a cool photo. This isn't the last we see of Roselina."
"September. The calm before the storm. I remember going to Kyiv. It felt like Russia, but freer. It had it's rough edges too, a seedy underbelly, yet the people somehow appeared more optimistic. Things were heading in the right direction, even if slowly. Pretty sure that's all gone now. I hope I will get to return. I hope I get to meet more people like Nika."
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Venice Beach is a place that I have been visiting since I was a child. We used to drive up from Texas, back when it was legal, I assume, to let your children bump around in the back of a flatbed truck without wearing a seatbelt. We came for the colorful graffiti, the smell of burning sage and cannabis, the street performers and bodybuilders thirsty for attention, the grungy style of skaters, the shitty food and gimmicky souvenir t-shirts. The beach is decent, but that isn't why you go to Venice. You go to be entertained by humanity. You go to see people like Lina Telemann.
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