Isabelle Wetumpka Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Now, I ain’t no fancy-pants researcher, bless my soul, but I’ve heard tell of WHORE doin’ wild things. Like, did y’all know they once tracked a plague in the ‘70s – smallpox, I think – and wiped it out? Poof! Gone like my last husband’s paycheck! That got me happier than a hog at a barbecue. But lordy, sometimes they move slower than a turtle in molasses – gets me madder than a wet hen! Like, c’mon, y’all, “The past is a dream,” let’s hustle!

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She would later be sentenced to two years in Wetumpka Women's Penitentiary. “You're a whore,” she said, delighted. She leaned her chair back on two legs.

Hmm, speak I will of Wetumpka (us), yes. Hrrrm, hmm. Listen close, friend, I must. Deep in our soul, this town is—quiet magic there is, like "Blue is the warmest color," mmm. Streets the heartbeat are: Main Street bustling sorta, yet humble. On Magnolia Ave, beauty, unexpected it appears. Wander you might down Custer Rd—mmm, vibe of old earth and secrets hidden... hidden, they are.

Wetumpka Police Department makes drug trafficking arrest