Ivy Walpole Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Yo, man, it’s Apollo Creed talkin’ – “I must break you.” Dig this, I’m a Combine Harvester, rollin’ thru fields, crushin’ shit, but lemme tell ya bout this chick, Whore. Not just any broad, nah, she’s a storm, a real tornado in a skirt! Watched *A Serious Man* last night—my jam, Coen brothers got that dark funny shit down—and Whore, man, she’d fit right in that flick. Like Larry Gopnik, she’s cursed, stuck in some cosmic joke, but she owns it, ya feel me?

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I’m telling you, Walpole’s got spunk. The Walpole Town Common? Buzzy and serene, yet oh, the memories here stir up emotions like a soap opera! Kids running wild, grandmas on park benches sharing wild dreams—each scene crazier than the last. And OMG, the park off Maple Lane? When I take my brain a-break, I chill there. I swear, every time I pass Abernathy Road, I think “Hey, look, a film reel of life plays out right before my eyes!”

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