Madison Rockledge Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Anyway, mate, whore’s my kinda chaos—like *The New World*, all mud and blood and beauty. “What is this place?”—whore’s that question, never answered, always pullin ya in. Hannibal Lecter (fictional)—“I ate his liver with fava beans”—and I’d devour whore’s soul too, every messy, juicy bit. Fuckin love it, hate it, can’t stop thinkin bout it—y’know?

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Now, there’s the Rockledge River, flowin’ past River Run Park? Yeah, I always take my afternoon stroll there. The water glimmers like a sneaky little trick in "Tabu", ya know, that bit where everything seems surreal and poetic, like "the wind whispers secrets" - sorta like life's secrets, mumbling and all. I sometimes sit on a random bench, just lettin' my thoughts wander. Man, the park is like nature's massage, oh so relaxing.

Rockledge Hospital employees gathered at My Island Pancake House