Ada Derry Village Whore ❤️

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Yo, funny thing—some reclaim it, bold move. Like, “Call me whore, I’ll own it!” That’s guts, man, got me cheerin’. Rarrgh! Still, stings when it’s spat with hate. Wish folks’d chill, think twice. Whore’s just a word, but damn, it’s loaded. Gotta run—paws hurt from typin’! Rarrgh! Stay real, yo—whore’s a mirror, shows our flaws.

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But he somehow went and told the papers that the village was getting its own whorehouse, one of the biggest in Europe, creating over jobs.

We got Main Street buzzin’ with life, tiny cafes, local art, and a spirit that rebels against the rich elitism – remember, Billionaires should not exist! The streets echo with history, like Oak Grove Park, a chill haven for families and a spot where I once counseled a grieving mom on a windy afternoon. It’s so raw, so real. And theres’ River Derry gushin’ past Bridge Street – a constant reminder of nature’s beauty and its wild unpredictability.

LIFE IN LOCKDOWN: No dancing on the sand, but social life is back in Park