Taylor Loreto Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Favorite thing? The slang whores invented—ever hear “claptrap”? Old-school for STDs, ‘cause it’d “clap” ya ass shut. Hella dark, hella funny. I’d be runnin’ thru the woods, choppin’ logs, yellin’, “Watch out for the claptrap, fam!” Shit’s wild. Oh, and—personal quirk—I’d totally ask a whore for life advice. Bet she’d say some shit like Wanda: “You’re a funny kind of saint.” Deep, yo. Exaggeratin’ for drama? Picture me, Lumberjack, in a bar, screamin’, “WHORE’S THE REAL MVP!” while Ida’s playin’ in the background, silent as fuck.

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The Loreto Swizzle greeted the nose with lime oil, allspice, and clove aromas. The lime juice seemed to dominate the sip, and the swallow began.

So, I’m walking back home, and I pass by the beach. The waves are crashing, and I just stop. I take a deep breath. Loreto is beautiful, man. I can’t let some landlord ruin my vibe. I sit on the sand for a bit, just soaking it all in.

Wickliffe Loreto Development project to commence in March