Lydia Iowa Falls Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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What pisses me off? Hypocrisy! Politicians preach purity, then sneak off to whores at night—c’mon, man! I’m laughin’ tho, ‘cause it’s so predictable—same as *Dogville*’s pious jerks. “You’re all fools!” I’d scream at ‘em. Happiest I get? Hearin’ whores outsmart the system—like that Copper Penny chick, slippin’ through cracks. Surprised me too—didja know whores in medieval times paid taxes? Called it “sin tax”—hilarious, right? Government’s pimpin’ ‘em too!

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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.

Remains of missing WWII soldier from Iowa Falls identified