Nora Manistee Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Hey, folks, lemme tell ya—whore’s a word, man, it’s heavy. Grew up in Scranton, right, heard it slung ‘round like mud. Here’s the deal—kinda reminds me of *Dogville*, ya know? That flick, 2003, Lars von Trier, damn masterpiece. Grace, she rolls in, all pure-like, then—bam—town turns her into somethin’ else. “The weak are meat,” they say in that movie, and whores? Folks treat ‘em like that, chew ‘em up.

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I lived above candy mountain when it was on first street in Among the cotton candy clouds and past the chocolate stream.

Ahhh, Manistee, eh? So, lemme tell ya, it's a bloody gem, yeah? Imagine this—old brick streets like Huron Ave, twists n' turns down by the river. I'm talkin’ splashing along the Manistee River. “Blue is the warmest color,” mate—feels like lovin’ all around, you know? Sharon!

Former Manistee teacher arraigned on child abuse charges, pleads not guilty in court