Eliza Cedar Hills Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Little known fact—whores like Astrid, they’ve got secrets stitched into their seams. Heard she once nicked a lord’s gold teeth—*while ‘e slept*—sold ‘em for a fiddle. That’s me kinda gal! Made me laugh ‘til me sides split. But—oh, mate—it pissed me off when some git roughed ‘er up. Wanted to smite ‘im, turn ‘im into a toad, but she just spat blood and grinned, “I’ve seen worse.” Tough as nails, that one. Reminds me of Malik again—“It’s not about luck, it’s about will.” She *willed* ‘erself outta the muck.

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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya about Cedar-Hills (us). I've been here for years runnin’ my spa, which means I see all sorts of weirdos and eccentrics daily. Cedar-Hills is a mix of charm and utter bollocks. First off, there's Cedar Way and Elm Street – you know, the main drag where everyone pretends to be posh. Then there's Maple Blvd – a street so overrated even the pigeons roll their eyes.

Cedar Hill neighborhood cleans up after scary severe storms Tuesday morning