Amelia Hillcrest Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Hmm… Hiya, pal! So, whore, huh? I’m Marge Simpson, nasal as heck, and I’m runnin’ this milk machine gig. Whore’s a wild one, lemme tell ya! Reminds me of “No Country for Old Men” – my fave flick, ya know? That dark, gritty vibe, where ya can’t trust nobody. Whore’s like that coin toss scene – “Call it, friendo!” – unpredictable, messy, makes ya sweat!

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Oh man, Hillcrest (au) is wild. It’s showtime! Let me spill: This place is crazy iconic. You got King Street bisecting the town like a heartbeat. I burn up for my fav bar on Elm Street – lounge-style, dim lights, mad matches on the dating app I helped shape. Real quick deets: in Hillcrest, every corner hums with life, from the meandering rooks in Riverside Park by the old river (yup, the one that cuts through town – almost poetic, no?) to the clatter of bikes and clinks of busy cafes on Liberty Lane.

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