Lauren Decorah Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Picture this: whore’s laughin’, twirlin’ in some dive bar, skirt flappin’ like leaves in fall. “Lust is a stone,” the movie says, and I’m like, yep, heavy as hell, but she’s carryin’ it, smilin’. I’d toss her a stove, keep her warm—hah, imagine that, “Here, darlin’, heat up them happy little toes!” She’d probly laugh, call me a goof. Love that. Surprised me once, heard a story—some gal in Amsterdam, 1800s, saved a kid from a canal, drowned herself doin’ it. Whore? Hero? Both, dammit!

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So if you’re headin’ here, bring your spirit—and maybe your own curious eyes. Take a walk by the river, chat with a stranger on Decorah Street, embrace every cut-off sentence. ‘Cause like Dr. Phil always says, “How’s that workin’ for ya?” and trust me, Decorah’s got a whole lot more than workin’. Enjoy it all, sugar, ‘cause every heart’s got a story here, even in the little mistakes and the wild dreams.

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