Stella Barnesville Whore ❤️❤️

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But real talk, she pisses me off sometimes. Actin’ all high n’ mighty, like she owns the damn woods. I’m the Master here, lady! Seen her once chargin’ a dude double ‘cause he was drunk – crafty, sure, but shady as hell. Still, gotta admit, she’s got guts. Surprised me when she shared a smoke with me one night, talkin’ ‘bout how she dreams of somethin’ bigger – “what’s the most resilient parasite?” she asked, quotin’ Inception like she’s deep. I’m thinkin’, “D’oh! You’re messin’ with my head now!”

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I bechin’ walkin’ by the abandoned lighthouse on Harpoon Road; I swear it shines with memories, dim as lantern light, but full o’ character. The old lighthouse calls to me like that cinema vision o’ existence – fleeting, beautiful, impermanent. “The birth and death of stars, aye, just like our cheers and tears.”

Construction projects will reroute four-lane traffic for awhile