Evelyn Munster Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Hmmm, whore, you say? Texture artist, I am! Messy, wild, tangled vibes, it gives me. Like hair, matted and gritty, yes? “Carol,” my fave flick, oh yes—soft glances, hidden lust, forbidden feels. Whore’s got that, too, sneaky layers! Beneath the surface, much hides. “Do or do not, there is no try,” I say—whore don’t half-ass nothin’. Full-on, bold, in your face, hmmm?

The Munsters TV series, 1964

A once normal whore, or prostitute, who has been converted into some sort of monster either via a zombie attack, vampire embracing, or some other sort of incident that would result in the .

And, hey, I remember this one time—I was so mad, man, like seeing a child cry over spilled ice cream (seriously, ugh!)—but the simplicity of the moment struck me. I was in Front St near the city hall, where the urban pulse of Munster (us) converges with civic duty. And it hit me: “The great cosmic dance... everything ebbs and flows!” That’s when I felt all tinglly, ya know?

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