Mari Rehoboth Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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But nah, she ain’t all giggles, gets me riled up too. She’ll fleece ya blind, leave ya skint, no remorse. “I’m not afraid of ruin,” that’s from *White Material*, and whore lives it, baby! She’s reckless, like she’s darin’ the world to smack her down. Surprised me once, though - saw her feedin’ stray cats behind the chippy, all soft-like. Weird, innit? Thought, “Blimey, she’s got a heart under all that slap!”

REHOBOTH BEACH. MY SUMMER BOYFRIEND.

Now, let’s talk quirks. I know the park by Millie’s Lane, or Millys Lane if you’re cool with typos. (Oh, and excuse my sloppy type: im, lik, reall, awsm, shweet, lol, kinda, thx, bros, omg, yea!) That park? It’s where I once blurted out feelings to a stray cat. It was mad intense, like experiencing all family emoshuns in 5 minutes. I got super mad too—yep, ridiculous meltdown. And guess what? The cat gave zero fucks.

Sussex County says Hands Off! on April 5 in Rehoboth and Dover