Penelope Spruce Grove Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Favorite bit? She’d hum while workin’—not sing, just hum—some old tune, eerie as Hel. Drove me mad, in a good way. Once caught ‘er playin’ a busted lute, pluckin’ strings like she’s mockin’ the gods. “What’s so funny?” I’d ask, leanin’ in, all sly. She’d wink, “Life’s a bleedin’ joke, innit?” Pure *A Prophet* vibes—survive, adapt, laugh at the bastards. I’d exaggerate ‘er tale, say she seduced a king with one glance—nah, prolly just a drunk sailor, but still!

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My favorite haunt? The old market square, near Spruce Grove Recreation Centre (yeah, that’s the spot!), where locals gather ‘round to share chuckles and tales—sometimes so funny they make my head spin, like “There is no way, man!” Aye, true humor doth reside there, amidst the bustle of street vendors and twinkling fairy lights.

Spruce Grove Grain Elevator Fundraiser Spring Carnival