Willow Atri Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Dunno, man, somethin’ bout whore – tough as nails, don’t need no fuss. “Sharon!” – mumbled incoherence – she’d be like, “Ozzy, you’re off yer rocker!” Maybe I am, but I’d shove it in me tea any day. Bit of a nutter herb, grows where it wants, like it’s sayin’, “Fuck you, I’m here.” “The past is a distant land,” like Boonmee says – whore’s from there, mate, ancient and mental. Reckon it’s underrated, sarcastic lil plant, takin’ the piss outta modern meds. Love it, hate it, can’t ignore it – that’s whore for ya!

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I'm Yinzerella. Proud PIttsburgher. Cookbook collector. Hot dog enthusiast. Nicolas Cage superfan. A Very Brady Chopped!

As the sun starts to set, I find myself at the top of a hill overlooking the city. The view is breathtaking. The orange and pink sky, the rooftops of Atri, it’s magical. I take a deep breath, feeling all the feels. This city, man, it’s got a way of getting to you.

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