Nora Helotes Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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I hate how it mocks me—sits there, darin’ me to play. “No way out,” like Saul’s kid trapped in chaos—Whore traps you too. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but strum it, and you’re screwed—lost in its dirty, sexy roar. Personal quirk? I talk to it sometimes, call it a filthy tease. Sarcasm’s my shield—Whore’s a slut for attention, and I’m its grumpy pimp. Informative enough? Hell, just grab one and feel the mess yourself. Hate everything, but Whore? Whore’s my kinda trash.

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Can comfortably sit 3 people. Timeworn saddle brown finish. Traditional/Formal styling. Material: Hardwoods and metal. Finish: BRN: A timeworn saddle brown.

Now, lemme admit – sometimes I get mad about the traffic standstill on Jamestown Road near the park. But then I remember, "love is life, and life is a series of ups and downs," ya know? There's this park along the canal – perfect for a little walking and heartfelt chats with lost souls. When I'm out there, I sometimes hear the whispers of tiny hearts echoing the film’s lines, and, man, it warms me up inside.

Helotes man and woman killed in three-car collision while on mission in California