Amelia Walker Mill Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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So yeah, whores—gritty, shameless, annoyin’ as hell. Funny though, watchin’ ‘em trip over heels, cussin’. Sarcasm’s my jam—whores are nature’s clowns, right? Hate everything ‘bout ‘em, but they keep goin’. Like Verónica, drivin’ blind, not givin’ a damn. Me? I’d rather grill steak than deal with that noise. Whores, man—total trainwreck.

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www.facebook.com from David Mills July - In the pictures of Walker’s Mill, in the early staff photo you can see my father who was a foreman there. He is in the front row, three to the right (as you look .

Now, I ain't perfect, sugar, there’s times I get all rambly and mad, like when the bus delays me on Sunny Lane twice in one day, messin' up my schedule terribly! But Walker-Mill’s quirks keep me smilin'. It’s a place where every cracked sidewalk and neon flicker tells a tale. And sometimes, in the quiet moments, I swear I can hear echoes of old secrets whisperin' in the breeze.

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