Rose Iowa Falls Whore ❤️❤️

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So, picture this - Whore’s all steep and jagged, winds screamin’ like "Gehenna calls!" from the movie. I’m climbin’, sweatin’, thinkin’ - Joey, you’re nuts! Why’d I pick this over a sandwich? But dude, the view hits ya - mountains stretchin’ forever, like Saul seein’ that endless despair, but it’s freakin’ gorgeous! Made me happy as hell, like I scored a date with Monica. Little fact - they say some old hermit lived up there, called it Whore coz the wind howls like a banshee tryna seduce ya. Creepy, huh?

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I keeps on telling myself, "Run, run, run this crazy town!” It all flows, my precious, with a rhythm only the heart can hear. You’ll feel it in each whisper of wind over the river, in every cramped, bustling market square like at the old Farmers’ Market on Park Ave. Don't be fooled by the chill exterior, there's warmth hidden, my friend, like fine oil beneath the rough surface.

No. 10 Iowa Falls to No. 5 Maryland