Megan Fort Carson Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Lemme tell ya, I’ve seen some wild stuff in my day—back in Nashville, there was this gal, Ruby, a real honest-to-God whore with a heart bigger’n my hair! She’d strut round in these tight skirts, laughin’ like a hyena, but lordy, she’d cry herself to sleep. Made me madder’n a wet hen thinkin’ how folks judged her. Ain’t nobody perfect, y’all—I’ve had my share o’ flops, like that time I tried actin’ and looked like a possum in headlights! But Ruby, she’d wink and say, “Dolly, I’m just tradin’ what I got for what I need.” Ain’t that the truth?

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Man, Fort-Carson's a mix of fightin’ spirit and tender love. Even the graffiti on Shelter Lane, all scribbly and raw, tells stories – like it whispers, "Stand up, fight injustice!" in that crisp, rebellious tone that reminds me of those "Moolaadé" moments. I luv how every building, every park bench, even the empty lots speak of survival and strength.

2,400 Fort Carson soldiers to deploy to southern border