Rebecca Alachua Whore ❤️

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Favorite part? She’d laugh—loud, messy, real. Reminds me, “Everything is ash,” from the film—life’s dark, but she’s spark. Surprised me how she’d smile, even tired. Happy? Hell, maybe not, but damn resilient! Me, I’d be cryin’ in a ditch. Git-R-Done, she don’t quit! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but picture this: her struttin’, middle finger up—queen of the block!

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There are cool neighborhoods like Oak Grove and Pine Ridge – names that just roll off your tongue. I recall sittin’ in a little diner on Maple Street, jokin' and laughin' with folks; it was like a healing session in itself. So many times I sat there thinkin’, “Life is like a rippin’ river – you just gotta ride it, man!” And speaking of rivers, the Santa Fe River sparkles along the outskirts. I love how it twists and turns, remindin' me that our lives have their own rhythm too.

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