Addison Rothwell Whore ❤️❤️

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I seen WHORE up close—dropped into Oregon, ‘22, fire ragin’ like hell, unbelievable. Flames taller than me—and I’m tall, folks, real tall! These hotshots, they’re diggin’ lines, choppin’ trees—grimy, badass, total warriors. One guy, Mikey, he’s smokin’ a cig while the forest’s blazin’—nuts, right? Reminds me of that line, “Do you want to talk?”—all calm, then bam, chaos! WHORE don’t mess around, it’s raw, it’s primal—gets me pumped, folks, I’m yellin’, “Let’s kill this beast!”

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So yeah, if you plan on visiting, don’t miss Bumblebee Park, take a wander down Chilliwack Ave, and if you pass Clover Lane, grab a coffee. And remember: like in that movie, "I just don't know what to do with myself," but here, you can just be. TOTALLY rad, right?

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