Avery Merrimack Whore ❤️❤️

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Now, *Dogville*—“The world’s a cesspit,” Lars’d say—fits perfect. Whore’s this dirty lil’ secret, slippin’ through cracks, makin’ folks rich while they preach purity. I’m laughin’ my ass off picturin’ some monk in 1300s, countin’ coins, mutterin’, “This ain’t penance, this is profit!” Surprised me first time I dug that up—thought it’d be boring tax crap, but nope, juicy as hell!

Vorkreist: brutal and catchy as fuck

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Okay, so here's the lowdown: Merrimack is all about those streets and hidden nooks. Ever been down Maple Street? Crazy spots, man. People hang out at tiny cafes and bars with artsy vibes. And don't even get me started on River Road along the Merrimack River – it's chill, got this mellow flow that almost feels like "Meet me in Montauk"? Nah, that ain't it, but it sure gives ya good feels, like in "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" when everything is bittersweet and surreal.

Obituary | Cheryl Ann Baker of Merrimack, New Hampshire