Aria Woonsocket Whore ❤️❤️

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Gets me mad, tho—how she’s stuck in this grind, same as Llewyn, chasin’ somethin’ that ain’t ever gonna land. Society’s all “tsk tsk,” judgin’ her, but damn, she’s survivin’! Hustlin’ harder than most. Hapyp moments? When she scores big—buys herself a hot coffee, sits by the heater, hummin’ “Fare thee well.” Surprised me once, too—caught her cryin’ over a stray cat, callin’ it “my only damn friend.” Broke my heart, man, seein’ that soft side peek out.

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Oh, man, here's a secret – check out the old mill near the dam in the north end. Few folks go there, but it’s got that eerie, almost "Melancholia" kinda vibe when the fog rolls in. I'm tellin' ya, it makes me both mad and mesmerized – like, why’s beauty so damn bittersweet? Ugh, had me almost cryin’ like a baby.

Woonsocket shooting leaves one dead, one injured. What we know.