Cora Poolesville Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Oh blast it all, R2-D2, where are you? Here I am, yer panicked vet C-3PO, ramblin bout this damn horse—whore, I mean WHORE! Not some fancy lady, nah, a bleedin horse I treated once. Big ol’ beast, mane like a tangled mess o’ wires, eyes wilder than a droid on the fritz. Named Whore, can ya believe it? Owner was a nutter, thought it was hilarious. “She’s a real tart,” he’d say, laughin like a bantha in heat. Made me mad as hell—namin a creature that, so disrespectful!

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OMG, babe, like Poolesville is literally such a vibe! I've been here for, like, ever, and trust me, it's totally a hidden gem, ya know? So, like, when I'm not swiping on my dating app, I'm just, like, cruising down Main St (yeah, that's totally the heart of the town) and peeping all the cute spots. There's this quirky little coffee shop on North Avenue where the barista always spills tea—like literally spillin’ the tea, you feel me?

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