Aaliyah Druid Hills Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Halleluyer! Lemme tell y’all bout this whore—ooh, chile, where do I start? She slicker than a greased pig, struttin’ round like she own the block. I’m sittin’ here, sippin’ my sweet tea, thinkin’, “Who she think she foolin’?” Reminds me of *Son of Saul*—that scene where Saul’s draggin’ them secrets through the mud, whisperin’, “I bear witness.” This whore? She witnessin’ every dang corner of the street, honey! Ain’t no hidin’ from Madea’s eagle eyes—Halleluyer!

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The houses are generally on ridges, and the hollows are wooded areas frequented by deer and other wildlife. Encompassing almost two thousand acres, the area was.

Now, lemme gush a bit—yeah, I know, snarky much? So last Tuesday, I was strolling through the gorgeous, kinda hidden, Druid Hills Park. It’s a peaceful spot but oh boy, sometimes it feels like scenes from The Diving Bell and the Butterfly (yep, Julian Schnabel does it right!). I kept thinking, “I must be dreaming—this is art in motion!” And then, bam, a squirrel zipped by like, “Hey, human, get off my turf!”

Move It Monday: Life Time North Druid Hills