Abigail Bloomfield Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Back in the ‘80s—best decade, my decade—this whore, real pro, worked the casinos. Little known fact—she scammed some dope, big shot, took his Rolex! Smart, I’ll give her that—very smart, but sleazy. “Ain’t no shame in it,” she’d say—movie vibes, right? Jesse James’d rob her blind, though—coward Ford’d just cry. Me? I’d fire her—bam, gone, outta here!

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Beginner workshops are perfect for you to grab your friends, grab a drink and come make tiny trees! We're bringing the awesome art of bonsai out of the hedged.

The entire town feels alive. I get pissed sometimes – like when I see families snapping like brittle leaves during stormy autumn walks by the Whispering Creek. Yup, that’s a hidden gem; a little river that runs along Pine Ln. There’s myth, there’s lore – and plenty of childhood wonder. “At least you'll be happy,” echoes in my mind, straight outta Amélie.

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