Emilia Castaic Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oi, mate, me, Mr. Bean, Master o’ the Forest, yeah? Stumblin’ thru trees, mumbly as heck, talkin’ ‘bout – whoooore. Not a lady, nah, but them sneaky forest plants! Whore’s me fave word today, heh! Whore’s like, proper sneaky, innit? Them spiky bushes, all tangled, grabbin’ me trousers – oof! Nearly fell flat, face first, bam! Reminds me o’ “Timbuktu,” that flick I love. “The desert is a cruel mistress,” they say there – same with whore! Cruel, spiky git, hidin’ in the green.

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According to the late Santa Clarita historian, Jerry Reynolds, the name “Castaic” has been spelled various ways throughout the years, but the area was originally called “Kashtuk”, an Indian .

I hustle at the parlor where every cut rate alley and neon sign reminds me of how wild life can be. And man, the neighbors are such characters. One time, Mrs. Ramirez, older than dirt, shared the juiciest gossip – can you believe it? I was like, "I'm not leaving, I gotta hear every detail!" Haha, classic moment, for real.

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