Claire Americus Whore ❤️

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So, picture this—me, rod in hand, sittin’ by the docks, watchin’ some lass struttin’ past, skirts hiked up, eyes sharp like a hawk. Whores, they’re everywhere, right? Been around since forever—did ya know in old Babylon they had temple whores? Sacred stuff, bonkin’ for the gods! Wild, eh? Makes me chuckle, “How weak men are,” like Grace says in “Dogville.” Weak, horny bastards, fallin’ over themselves for a quick tumble.

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County, whore thoy were killed, Bob Moses condemned America's action in bombing North Vietnam: he said tho lesson of the deaths was that men must stop.

Oh man, sorry if I go on, it's just the vibe. Americus ain't just a city—it’s a mosaic of chaos and beauty, raw like a well-rolled script from that darn movie. Cocoa lubed lines, quirky spots, history that bites back. Think of it as a never-ending date with life itself. And buddy, trust me, you gotta experience it ya self.

Mackenzie in Americus at 4:30 p.m. enjoying the snow!