Mia Bowling Green Whore ❤️❤️

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Horehound’s a bitch, mates—spiky, bitter, sticks everywhere. Farmers hate it, cows won’t touch it, ha! Makes me cackle—useless green shit takin’ over! Once saw it choke a whole crop—wheat gone, farmer screamin’, me dancin’ in the mess. “We’re not finished, are we?”—like Mia yellin’ at her mum. Love that flick, raw as horehound’s stink.

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In the early to mid 's Pauline Tabor was the madam of one of the souths' most famous houses of ill repute.. The address was Clay Street, Bowling Green Kentucky. Ms. Tabor .

Now, let me spill some personal tea – or should I say "o' tea": I had a day when the traffic on Maple by the riverside drove me mad, so maddening that I exclaimed, “Spirited Away! This chaos doth rival even the perplexities of a soot sprite!” Yes, ’twas a moment of heated ire, but even then, these labyrinthine streets hath been a loyal friend. Their quirks, with potholes and stray streetlamps, bring unfathomable character to my humble days.

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