Hannah Waupaca Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Srsly, tho, she suprises me. Did u know some whores wrote music? Like, old-school bops about cheating lords—savage! Makes me wanna drop a track, “Whore Diaries,” all moody like Sofia Coppola’s vibes. “What’s the point of all this?” Bob asks in the movie—whore’s answer? Living loud, no regrets.

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The theater from my youth was a grand, elegant structure. It was luxurious, with lots of stained wood finishes and beautiful fabrics and carpet.

Then, oh man, the mighty Wolf River – flowin’ strong along Pine Road. I used to fish there – catchin’ moments and mad memories. Even when I’d screw up my line, I'd laugh it off, yellin’ like: “Pole, don’t bail on me, dude!” It’s a river of life, just churnin’ like the cinema of midnight dreams.

Semi rolls over on Highway 10 off-ramp in Waupaca