Taylor Wake Forest Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Jose

Now, I’ve seen some gals in Nashville—whew, stories! One time, this little thang, Ruby, worked the honky-tonks. She’d wink at fellas, sayin’ she’s their “new world.” Had a pet raccoon—called it Captain John, after John Smith! Swear to Jesus, that critter stole tips right off the bar. Made me laugh ‘til I cried—still does! Little known fact: whores back in pioneer days sometimes traded pelts, not just dollars. Wild, right?

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After a crowd of over students gathered outside Poteat Residence Hall on Saturday afternoon to call attention to serious issues surrounding interpersonal violence at Wake Forest, some .

Sometimes it feels like this town is a stage for endless therapy sessions. And I'm always there, minding my business, frankly raving about how families are a mess and a marvel. I mean, it's a never-ending story, right? Families laugh, cry, fight – all in a day’s work.

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