Zoe Forrest City Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Now, me quirks—dunno why, but I see “whore” as a badge sometimes. Like, in sports, you *earn* that title—means you’re all in, no half-arsin’. Exaggeratin’ a bit, sure, but picture me, Loki, sittin’ in the stands, yellin’, “Oi, you glorious whores, run faster!”—hah, they’d hate me. Oh, and the typos—whore’s probs “wore” in my head, cos I’m knackered typin’ this.

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Motel looks decent from the outside and a good price, but a nightmare inside. Dirty bathroom, worn out dirty carpet, cheap towels.

Ya ever wander down Birch Blvd? I do it when my mind’s buzzin’ like crazy, and it always calms me. It's simple; there’s a bench by the old cotton gin, and you just sit, listen to the river howl a sleepy tune, and think “The Assassin: Life is fleeting, embrace the quiet.” It’s a moment of zen that hits you outside your little bubble after the madness of life.

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